This is a song about "Metal"

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

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Tryin to push the metal pedal

Never wrong at any level

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

A metal piece from a bomb cut the kid's throat.......

While scheming on hits

And punches thrown with metal rings

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

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

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

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

Metal chair is imperative

And maybe cupid won't miss