This is a song about "Metal"

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

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

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

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

A metal pencil multiple times to the neck was in my mind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

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

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

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

I be going metal, with the word play

Night i need that she comin here right away

Probably die getting some head

Going hard, like the metal string fret.