This is a song about "Metal roc"

Smoking on that loud like the crowd of a metal concert

And i can get em all without lots of effort

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

So pretentious with no potential

Metal chair is imperative

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

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

While the gang-bangers bang-bang, poppin' the metal,

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,

See these lights got me on another level

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

Metal as fuck, i'll go next level mental if you ain't careful

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Going hard, like the metal string fret.