This is a song about "Spiro the dragon"

Im spittin flame like a dragon, make you cower in shame, get on a wagon

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Early adapters agree they all late

Born as a dragon with the heart of a snake

The tragicness of my dragon spit through pen

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

I grab the seven dragon balls and wish that a nigga would

When i get on a battle i breath fire like a dragon

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Rockin dragon ball z short sets

I'm on deck i'm up next