This is a song about "Arabian horses"

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

You start seeing they long face like horses

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

In your case that'd be like four horses.

And panned out, i'm all in love

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I'm in the mood to battle, so, saddle your horses!

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes