This is a song about "Nu metal"

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

And punches thrown with metal rings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

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

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Metal chair is imperative

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Grabbing a diploma, though he'd never do it, nu uh - not dakota

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

And you wonder why poor teens wile and press the metal,

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Just ...pedal to the metal