This is a song about "Fury"

Mors westford on a nigga with my axes of fury

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

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

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

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

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Taking my time, let me levitate

Fury freights work of hate onto jury's wait