This is a song about "Rolling thunder"

The choice can be no other

Well right after lightning comes thunder

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

If improvin rap's a blunder, let me get struck by thunder

That's when you know you doing shit

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Louder than the thunder dome is, no roaming

I do the right thing

Oh yes i kept on rolling

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Rolling with my yankees hat on

I'll created thunder on your rain,

Ain't heard dc since sardines came