This is a song about "Old iron king"

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

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

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

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

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

I'm feelin like a king,

I said pay me it’s nothing