This is a song about "Tide"

Lebron number nine's, i ain't trynna floss

Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause

Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age

Magic city a lil bit of change

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Like a crimson tide i let the fury fly

Them people see my good side

But check out how i roll tide

Her soul swashed with agony and its high tide

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

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

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night