This is a song about "Metal"

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

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

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

Never wrong at any level

Just ...pedal to the metal

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

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

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

My god come before this bread

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

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental