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,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

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

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Metal chair is imperative

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

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

Just ...pedal to the metal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

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

Metal as fuck, i'll go next level mental if you ain't careful