This is a song about "To much power"

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

I spit bars to 6th power like boron

Oh i miss you to much

Lv on my luggage

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

To the power or greatness

So let 'em chase love

With some power to devour

And the last one, he's in the mirror

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Power to make you sweat from pores

To a group of people with the power to bestow

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks