This is a song about "Thunder"

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Maybe i just shouldn't go so underground, make thunder pound,

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

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

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

The vikings weren't the only ones with a god of thunder.

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

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

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Shit louder than the thunder dome

They blowing up my phone

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

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

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

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels