This is a song about "Metal"

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

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

Ha, running rebel on another level

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

You all niggas ain't even on my level

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

Just ...pedal to the metal

As i light one for ill will

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

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental