This is a song about "Condition"

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

On his critical condition,

I'm wale, the prescription

We cool under one condition

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

And then i saw the air condition

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Tell my story from a position to show everyone my condition

I'm in condition of confusion where's life's stopped in future,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin