This is a song about "Shit metal"

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

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

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

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

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

And maybe cupid won't miss

Metal chair is imperative

Tryin to push the metal pedal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

It's hypothetically possible i've injected heavy metal

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

I herald the gallows, hence i beat to death with threads, ropes, or metal

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