This is a song about "Metal reactions"

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

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

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

And punches thrown with metal rings

My team getting digits

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Some nigga fronts and acts hard, down 'em with metal

They'll probably think i'm middle class 'cuz i don't press the metal,

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

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

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

Tryin to push the metal pedal

So pretentious with no potential

I be going metal, with the word play

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way