This is a song about "Norn iron"

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

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

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

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Scramble if your in danger, im the iron eating beast, with held in anger

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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