This is a song about "The iron lady"

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

My lady friends never really be into the life

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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

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

I reel them in, goadomes on see

With the pretty little lady

Deezy runs the game with an iron fist, and that is for real.

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear