This is a song about "Lightning blitz"

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

Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Rippin this shit like lightning so quick

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike.

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan

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

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

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Well right after lightning comes thunder

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus