This is a song about "Chocolate thunder"

Louder than the thunder dome is, no roaming

So if it comes down, may the best man win

That's when you know you doing shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Well right after lightning comes thunder

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

And i ain't frontin for her

When the beat drop, just feel that thunder

Cause there'll never be peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,