This is a song about "Iron mike"

My time with their half-witted reviews

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

That'll get wiped by sg's iron curtain.

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Too tall for comfort, the iron giant is on his feet.

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Killing this rap game, i'm great like mike.

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

Hard to move on when you always regret one

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,