This is a song about "Metal"

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

I be going metal, with the word play

And it begins to phase him more each day

I pedaled to the metal and wrestled through the levels

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

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

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro