This is a song about "Metal"

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

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

As: other plans got in the way

I be going metal, with the word play

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

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

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

While the gang-bangers bang-bang, poppin' the metal,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains