This is a song about "Mighty dragons"

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

Need the mighty duck's luck, or a knuckle puck

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Im feeling big and mighty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Mac is mighty, got a bunch of whitey's acting like me

If i was a knight id slay dragons thats my caliber

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Return on home and sleep in my dragons den