This is a song about "Metal"

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

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

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

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I pedaled to the metal and wrestled through the levels

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

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

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

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

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

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse