This is a song about "Metal"

I be going metal, with the word play

You know we kick it like everyday

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

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

So if i do call it's just a check

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

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

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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

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

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

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Metal chair is imperative