This is a song about "Metal music"

And my momma keep smoking that shit

...i make beautiful music,

Hard to make it in music/

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Metal chair is imperative

So get up off that slave ship

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

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,

I make elevating music

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Music is money, money isn't music

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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