This is a song about "Fat thunder"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Louder than the thunder dome is, no roaming

Poke out from behind her

She seeked a thunder,

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

The second to realize ill hit you like the thunder

Shit louder than the thunder dome

Put my number in your phone

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Plus i'm stormin' on you chumps like i'm thunder and lightning

I put it down your throat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak