This is a song about "Gorilla tactics"

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

The way we murder beats on single tracks, what tactics,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

If this was war, i'd have superior tactics/

I'm classed as a castor of magic, a master of immaculate tactics

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Always smashin' with rabid tactics, so avid for havoc

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

They tell you killing is bad but chimps eat monkeys too; i'm a gorilla

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You just cant match this, a psychopathic with tactics u aint ready yet bitch go practice!