This is a song about "Iron"

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

My time with their half-witted reviews

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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