This is a song about "Okc thunder"

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Now let me thunder fuck your minds til you become mind fucked,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Oklahoma city transportation, way i bring the thunder

I'm gonna hit you with that thunder like seattle,

And the sex will lock her down see my stick is the gavel

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

The second to realize ill hit you like the thunder

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

But you only the thunder strom eye

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Fuck around and hear that thunder sound,