This is a song about "Crim 0n tide"

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause

Her soul swashed with agony and its high tide

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

But check out how i roll tide

You gotta make sure you aim right

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry