This is a song about "The human condition"

For destroying the human race and taking gods place,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Flow unfuckwithable, niggas impotent

And then i saw the air condition

Catch you up on places i've been

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

You're all too concerned with the human you're living

Say you through will all my foul ways

I'm sick of the pace of the human race

I'm wale, the prescription

We cool under one condition

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Human race conquered the earth, as if they are entering a turf

Human race conquered the earth, as if they are entering a turf

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers