This is a song about "Metal"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I pedaled to the metal and wrestled through the levels

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

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

Metal chair is imperative

So i guess that's where i hide my things

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

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

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

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

Just ...pedal to the metal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

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

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

Just ...pedal to the metal

As i light one for ill will