This is a song about "The human condition"

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

And then i saw the air condition

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

My soul was ripped open, exposin the human inside

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

For destroying the human race and taking gods place,

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

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

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

For all the idiots: that word means resembling a human.

It will be just like the human centipede, id love to feed

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

We cool under one condition

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win