This is a song about "Metal"

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

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

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Just ...pedal to the metal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

I be going metal, with the word play

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

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

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

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough