This is a song about "Condition"

On the, condition that

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And then i saw the air condition

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

We cool under one condition

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Being blind isn't a condition, it's a decision,

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Make success your mission, regardless of your condition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin