This is a song about "Heavy metal"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Forget your dictionary - my diction's very heavy

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Never wrong at any level

Tryin to push the metal pedal

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

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

She dont have a problem with, with

Metal chair is imperative

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

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