This is a song about "Tact"

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Nigga i stay in tact, your whack, i may be white but i rap black, yo last girl said

The boa know they loving the crew

Ran the cracked ensue end tact in you

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

He lost his tact so he backed and the mirror he smacked,

The captain of a sinking ship with only the alarms in tact

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast