This is a song about "Metal"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And punches thrown with metal rings

Just ...pedal to the metal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

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

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

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

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

You all niggas ain't even on my level

While the gang-bangers bang-bang, poppin' the metal,

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

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

I pedaled to the metal and wrestled through the levels

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples