This is a song about "Thunder gun"

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

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

I'll created thunder on your rain,

Through all the rain and the pain

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

But if you keep it underground, the corporate thunder pounds,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

Raps as fat as thunder thighs, yet my cash is undersized

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

When the beat drop, just feel that thunder

My drive is like no one

Grab my knife and my gun

Hit the game like lightning without the thunder/

A metaphor, for the insecure