This is a song about "Shit metal"

Just ...pedal to the metal

As i light one for ill will

I’m attentive my opinion is monumental

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

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

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Platinum metal in the winter, that's colder than shit

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

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

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

And punches thrown with metal rings

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives