This is a song about "Metal"

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

And punches thrown with metal rings

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

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

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

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

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

See these lights got me on another level

Metal chair is imperative

So i gotta spit to this

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

You all niggas ain't even on my level

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

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Lady at the frank stand will

Just ...pedal to the metal