This is a song about "Survival tactics"

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

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Survival is endless i've learned from the game systems

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Yo pockets anorexic and it's survival of the fittest

Im the best with tactics

The jiggas and the tips

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

They got more tactics tricks up sleeves diversions

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Before i never routed, now i got the tactics,,