This is a song about "Metal"

And punches thrown with metal rings

Silicone bitches got the confidence

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

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

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

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

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

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

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