This is a song about "Condition"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And my condition to start violence

Catch you up on places i've been

And then i saw the air condition

Riding around without a fuck given

We cool under one condition

I'm wale, the prescription

On his critical condition,

Or you will be discovered in a very bad condition.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

Make success your mission, regardless of your condition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin