This is a song about "Condition"

Tell my story from a position to show everyone my condition

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

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

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

In this condition, im loading up with ammunition

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

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

And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

That im holy ive been "christened" but its insufficient, im in no condition

On his critical condition,

First off congratulations on the win

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting