This is a song about "Metal"

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Never wrong at any level

Just ...pedal to the metal

So i went down south but i ended up north

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Just ...pedal to the metal

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

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

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

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

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

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level