This is a song about "Condition"

We pray while we prey on competition

And then i saw the air condition

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

Make success your mission, regardless of your condition

We cool under one condition

I'm wale, the prescription

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

Not king james, these were coke kings

And my condition to start violence

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Stuck in this #condition i'm fitting

I'm in a condition of intuitions were life's made up of illusions,

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions