This is a song about "Metal"

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

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

To dream is to live life’s full potential

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

Metal chair is imperative

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

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

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

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

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

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

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws