This is a song about "Tampa bay lightning"

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

And i ain't frontin for her

Well right after lightning comes thunder

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I bury lightning in your ass

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

I could ever let another thought keep me at bay

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Just so i keep all your fears at bay

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

As i wait till its late at the dock by the bay