This is a song about "Fury"

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

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

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

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

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

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

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

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

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Mors westford on a nigga with my axes of fury