This is a song about "The iron lady"

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Wickedly ruling the universe with an iron fist, im twisted, gifted for killin villains

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

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

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

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

My lady friends never really be into the life

She don't really care about anyone advice

With the pretty little lady

Hopin' that my niggas see

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

Salivas like sufiric acid in your hand itll eat through anything metal the ass of iron man

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily