This is a song about "Metal"

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

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

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

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

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

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

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

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Metal as fuck, i'll go next level mental if you ain't careful

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special