This is a song about "Iron horse"

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

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

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on too,

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Better leave it all behind

The horse lied, i've got an odd mind

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

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

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Screaming my voice hoarse,race at the derby yah im the best horse,

Maybe using an untapped source or just beating that dead horse

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse