This is a song about "Iron red"

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

And i go up in a party like im going abroad

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

My voice make her wet

Found dead covered in red

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics