This is a song about "Being in danger"

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

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

But, i rain on your parades when you find your careers in danger

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Hey anger is a larger danger

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Scramble if your in danger, im the iron eating beast, with held in anger

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

And ya thinking i'm in danger putting my head through the flames 'n

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

In the limelight being red hot

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not