This is a song about "Iron"

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,

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

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

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

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

On a dark knight super tired man,then wake up as tony stark flying as iron man

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir