This is a song about "Shit metal"

Some nigga fronts and acts hard, down 'em with metal

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

And i got mad love to give

Metal chair is imperative

As i light one for ill will

Just ...pedal to the metal

Just ...pedal to the metal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

But i raised myself on metal and slim, shit

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Going hard, like the metal string fret.

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

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

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