This is a song about "Metal"

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

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

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

If a fucker shot your family you wouldn't release the metal,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

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

You all niggas ain't even on my level

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

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