This is a song about "Metal"

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

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

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

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

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

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

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

They'll probably think i'm middle class 'cuz i don't press the metal,

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

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Metal chair is imperative

Spent a long time coming up this road

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