This is a song about "Grease lightning"

Uh, i writing started from the bottom now my pen like lightning

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I bury lightning in your ass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Rippin this shit like lightning so quick

So drop the slam and lets get sick

Hit the game like lightning without the thunder/

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

When i blast, rifles will be striking volts like lightning bolts,

The time is now to chase after these lightning bugs/

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Lightning flashes before the storm/

December 4th a star was born