This is a song about "Pastel colored horses"

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

You got a pastel shell and a soft inside

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I'm in the mood to battle, so, saddle your horses!

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

In your case that'd be like four horses.

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,