This is a song about "Metal"

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

Just ...pedal to the metal

I'm mental, it's instrumental

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And punches thrown with metal rings

Cutting me this worthless check

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears

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

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow