This is a song about "Ferocious"

They scared im ferocious the flow is potent

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious

My rapping is so ferocious

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I'm audibly dopest, my peak, though awesome, is calmly ferocious

Im mad as fuck im god damn ferocious,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Ferocious vernacular displays after i cock the hammer,

As i snap at my critics so fucking ferocious, the moment i'm met with loaded judgments,

Bold as a poet, story's foretold n' i know it, chosen to be thrown with opponents