This is a song about "Metal"

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

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

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

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

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

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I pedaled to the metal and wrestled through the levels

Just ...pedal to the metal

Lady at the frank stand will

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

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

And punches thrown with metal rings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

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