This is a song about "On one condition"

And on the last day you get one

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And my condition to start violence

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Fuck what you heard

Too focused on one word

Choked the one on the throne

And it's well known that rell home

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Tell my story from a position to show everyone my 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

One on one and i'm the remainder!

And that i spent the night with her

Shoulda been the one you could rely on

Full of shit, like i ate that john