This is a song about "Metal"

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

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

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

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

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

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

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

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Defend your neighborhoods, don't get the metal lost though,

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

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

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil