This is a song about "Fury"

Early adapters agree they all late

Fury freights work of hate onto jury's wait

Pray to the based god you don't catch the fury/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

My battle bars thats what fury is, shit will make you delirious

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

My battle bars thats what fury is, shit will make you delirious

Blame it on me like a bully, but i need a way maturely to say through the fury

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

They say they want the fury but they dont know where it hides,

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Either hell hath no fury or an eagle takes its place/