This is a song about "Tide detergent"

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

But check out how i roll tide

With foreign names, valet the range

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Her soul swashed with agony and its high tide