This is a song about "Metal"

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

And punches thrown with metal rings

My team getting digits

I be going metal, with the word play

And oh, i gotta find my way

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

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

Some nigga fronts and acts hard, down 'em with metal

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil