This is a song about "Im ghetto to the metal"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

They try to control the ghetto, but their methods are unorthodox,

As i light one for ill will

Tryin to push the metal pedal

Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

I be going metal, with the word play

Live a lie don't ask me why. i wrote a letter to the ghetto,

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

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

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