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

If a fucker shot your family you wouldn't release the metal,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

And punches thrown with metal rings

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

Consolidation of rights leads to fabrication

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

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