This is a song about "Beef iron"

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

More beef than a cattle ranch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Your just going to die trying,now your out of steam like a dry iron

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I'm the motherfucking richard dawkins of rap beef

I miss the sixpack i had, now i turn iron into gold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Been spending most our lives

Cus beef from a distance

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

People want yas to beef/

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love