This is a song about "Metal"

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

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

You all niggas ain't even on my level

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

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

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

Lady at the frank stand will

Tryin to push the metal pedal

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

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

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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