This is a song about "Old iron king"

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

I ain't with the talking

Dare ya, take out the king/

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

No sequel iron at ya temple

Never wrong at any level

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

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