This is a song about "Forming iron"

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Its no different, from the iron ones, your grandfather fought

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Deezy runs the game with an iron fist, and that is for real.

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

My talent should take me places i've never been

Dew forming on the ground as the day is transforming,

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

I realized my strength lied in forming the words

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

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