This is a song about "Black metal"

As i light one for ill will

Just ...pedal to the metal

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

They'll probably think i'm middle class 'cuz i don't press the metal,

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Metal as fuck, i'll go next level mental if you ain't careful

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

And i thought i was black

Wonder if they take it all back

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Some nigga fronts and acts hard, down 'em with metal