This is a song about "Thunder"

Thinking i'm safe but that's just when the thunder hit

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

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

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

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

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

When the thunder we muster has cleared and dried/

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

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

Piss me off, you wont ever cough, youll be six feet under, after you hear the thunder,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number