This is a song about "Strategy"

But my shit is like an melody,like a strategy

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

The defensive strategy that i pit against you,

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Thankful for the allowance of my profanity, and an appreciation of my strategy,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Colonizing's my new strategy

And my fucking strategy, is to kill all those who raps are plain stupidity, you lack

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Yearning for a strategy, oops!

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

The defensive strategy that i pit against you,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Got anything better? good, show me your strategy/