This is a song about "Condition"

And my condition to start violence

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

On his critical condition,

Well wishes to my opposition

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

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Make success your mission, regardless of your condition

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

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

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

Tell my story from a position to show everyone my condition

About your condition,

I'm wale, the prescription

What up girl, tell me how you been

And then i saw the air condition