This is a song about "Death metal"

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Tryin to push the metal pedal

As i light one for ill will

Just ...pedal to the metal

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

Metal chair is imperative

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

While the gang-bangers bang-bang, poppin' the metal,

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,

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