This is a song about "Metal"

Metal chair is imperative

It's a beautiful bliss

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Just ...pedal to the metal

Lady at the frank stand will

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

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

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

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