This is a song about "Metal"

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Tryin to push the metal pedal

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

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

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

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

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

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

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

The deepest of your feelings

And punches thrown with metal rings