This is a song about "Cummins dually metal fabrication hot rods"

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

I be going metal, with the word play

Let this slippery medication cover the entire civilization like car fabrication,

Ukrainian giving dome top craniumass shot jeans like she painted themt-raw niggas try to favor him

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Peel back their fabrication,

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Metal chair is imperative

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

Ha, running rebel on another level

I work hard for everything i get

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Defend your neighborhoods, don't get the metal lost though,