This is a song about "Tactics"

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

And your offense offers hits to be attacked with, you give your opponent extra tactics,

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Always smashin' with rabid tactics, so avid for havoc

She likes the way it hits her lips

Im the best with tactics

I shed so many tears

Im the best with tactics

Stack it up, every one of my skills, my tactics tough

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness