This is a song about "Lightning strike"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

My rhymes strike like acid chemicals,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Cause they fear me in physical form

Lightning flashes before the storm/

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures

Whole time, a little more girls

Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying

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

Shy beau's beaux strike n scatter, dozen demure

Busy raising babies and living on tour