This is a song about "Metal"

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

A metal piece from a bomb cut the kid's throat.......

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

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

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

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

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

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,