This is a song about "Metal"

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Metal as fuck, i'll go next level mental if you ain't careful

I herald the gallows, hence i beat to death with threads, ropes, or metal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

Just ...pedal to the metal

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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,