This is a song about "Metal"

So i went down south but i ended up north

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

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

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Metal chair is imperative

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Defend your neighborhoods, don't get the metal lost though,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

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

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

I be going metal, with the word play

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay