This is a song about "Death metal"

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Just ...pedal to the metal

The deepest of your feelings

And punches thrown with metal rings

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

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

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

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

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

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

That's all u need is death

Wish i could shed all these tears