This is a song about "Metal"

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

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

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

In the corner just laying by the store selling beers

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

And punches thrown with metal rings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

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

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general