This is a song about "Metal reactions"

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

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

You all niggas ain't even on my level

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

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

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

Making decisions just to see reactions.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

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

Tryin to push the metal pedal

As i light one for ill will

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

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

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental