This is a song about "Condition"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

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

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

About your condition,

I know that love it could begin

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

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

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

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

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

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

And then i saw the air condition

We pray while we prey on competition