This is a song about "Metal"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Just ...pedal to the metal

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

A metal pencil multiple times to the neck was in my mind,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

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

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

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

A metal piece from a bomb cut the kid's throat.......

Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope