This is a song about "Iron man"

No sequel iron at ya temple

As i light one for ill will

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

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

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,

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

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

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Salivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat through anything metal the ass of iron man

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan