This is a song about "Speedy lightning ninja"

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

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Im speedy finish first you always second place to me

And niggas flashing crazy

For all the ninja that done to me

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Even though its like fork lightning

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing