This is a song about "Low tide"

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

Hit the club she drop it low

Get rough with me, that night flow

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

Who real bitches check me out though

I’m tryna be low key

Summertime in the city

Impolite n rash with low swings

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I be, creeping lower than low

But now the dough like kaiser bro

I'm feel like i'm,i'm so low,

We magnetizing the ghetto