This is a song about "Tactical"

I'm fried from this ripple

And im fast tactical

Is awfully tactical, a task at best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

Of sheer genius, smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Is how i profess no single imperfection tactical turtlenecks,