This is a song about "Lightning"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Vaporize jets mid-air during firefights, my minds eye making lightning violent,

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

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

I'm a lightning-fast killer whose blades strike with no remorse,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Hit'em with frighening jolts of lightning bolts

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Your life is a product of trash

I bury lightning in your ass

That means i have lightning speed,

From the back seat, back seat