When your sad you understand the lyrics

Allow Thor to retort, you shape-shifting rapist And get a taste of this Scandinavian greatness Brought forth by my raging thunderstorm force Cause I don't get nice, I get Norse (Noirse!) Valhalla-atcha boy and we'll flyte it out But keep your Asgard up, I Ragnarök the house You tongue kiss your sister, that's grosser than a Gorgon I'm the thunder down under, nailing Natalie Portman Who would ever worship someone as abusive as Zeus is? You're ruthless to humans, your crew is like the Clash of the Douches Ruling over the Greeks, a people weak and frightened I'd spit in your face but you'd probably like it