This is a song about "Iron cock"

Just searching for the perfect shot

Yo girl jumped on my cock/

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Caught george with a hand on his cock

I gotta know if it's real or not

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

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

While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

When you cant even cock one

We have nothing in common

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Gunning for the top, cock back reload