This is a song about "My dads iron"

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

You, you, you have to pay for that

Puts up with mum and dads crap

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous