This is a song about "Condition"

Catch you up on places i've been

We cool under one condition

About your condition,

Go where you ain't been

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

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

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition