This is a song about "Tire iron"

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

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

To tie the wire to his tire

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Don't tire me out if i run out of lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

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

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her