This is a song about "Conditions"

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

And she wishes she could ignore them like the terms and condi-tions

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

On a mission but my hearts got conditions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

You know me and my whole squad we so committed

That's my conditions, strictly sick, if you got it twisted,

Young as five/ but none despise their conditions

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Together all the timethought it was true love

Straight to your back and ribs conditions hazardous

As we arise from the mist, my conditions not right

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

The flight is canceled due to poor sky conditions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns