This is a song about "Vikings"

Harder than min-sota vikings, so never perspire just aim for the higher your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

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