This is a song about "Furious maceration"

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

But i aint even mad, cuz if i dissed you back you would be ruined and furious

I must be delirious cause if not i'm furious

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

I spit that furious five fight sessions with every line

Doing 140 in a 40 tell me i'm to fast / furious & i laugh

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Grown to fight with a hopeful light we should have a furious ambition

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I'm furious that niggas be negative bout my lyrics

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Furious asking is i'm serious about these scenarios.

I’m the more faster and the most furious

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was