This is a song about "Old iron king"

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

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

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

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

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

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

That so jealous with the king,you can never dethrone the king,

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

We gone keep going

Dare ya, take out the king/

And it smells like burger king.

Tell them niggas we coming