Condition Lyrics by Chris Webby
Back in 7th grade, they put me on amphetamines Graduated to *** when I was 17
Can’t remember a time in life I was ever clean Suitcase full of more pills than you ever seen
Then I slow it down with a round of the ketamine Rolling up a rod with the raw thoughts evergreen
Jack up all trades when I play, I get a queen And she doing lines on my *** in the mezzanine
Patent is severedine, rent my district Back in the day, everyday I live this
Just a *** up, drugged up, young misfit And I’m not implying that I ain’t still getting lit ***
Just last night, I was deep in a citrip Opened up my safe and it looked like Christmas
100 proof, feel like Zeus on Olympus Kavaroot got me real loose and I pivot
Take a little bump and the bathroom stop Next thing, me and the homies went through a ball
So I gotta hit my guy with the 1am call When the worst come to worst, I got Xannies in the car
Try to chill back out, try to keep my mind in check With a psilocybin I’m riding
Kicks in with a big grin and my eyes spin Time and time again, they know I’ve been
Lost in the tide, try to see them waves No VMA, just good ***, ***
And *** coming straight from the CIA Yet if this ain’t cake, then taste, indeed I made
Indeed I am a man with some props One hand full of drugs, other hand, watch
Keep it low key, cause I know God watch ***, at least he ain’t no cop
I woke up this morning to some powder
And a lime
Crushed that molly with some mushroom dust
And *** it, put it all in my wine
Yeah, I tripped on a tab until I lost my mind
I told my doctor, swear to God I’m fine
I just dropped in to see what condition
My condition is in
Light up a, light up a, J Roll it and fire away
No matter the time of the day, When I wanna feel special I line up the K
Till I’m slurring the words that I’m trying to say, I’m just ***, it’s okay
Cause this is the primary way, That I’ve learned to live most of my life so I stay
I’m those pills and that powder, That fungus and flower of only the highest of grades
I inspect my drugs, double check my drugs, Only buy in bulk when I get my drugs
Yeah, I got the kind of plugs that’ll test my drugs, What I’m trying to say is I respect my drugs
We don’t worry about me, ***, I’m chemically altered, vision blurred, but that’s just how I see
Yeah, I’m tripping like a hippie back in 73
The only DMs that I check ends in a T
Blast off where I’m born to go
Weigh it out up on the scales of my horoscope
Last thing that I remember, I’ll score and blow
Then what? Then I woke up licking a Sonoran toe
Yeah, feeling that itch when I sniff
Back of my nasal, cactus and gayo Way out in San Pedro
It cost me some pesos, but I got that queso I roll up that Zaza, now I’m feeling bueno
Small pills to the big pills, I got pain pills, I got *** pills
Varieties of any anti-anxiety, Got me as *** as the eye can see
Kids, I am not who you ever should try to be Mom shouldn’t have let you listen to my CD
But I do drugs and I rap about them too Sorry, that’s why my ***’s labeled parental advisor
I woke up this morning to some powder and a lime
Crust that molly with some mushroom dust And *** it, put it all in my wine
Yeah, I tripped on a tab until I lost my mind I told my doctor, swear to God I’m fine
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
