This is a song about "Death metal"

That's all u need is death

I'm hoping i confess

As i light one for ill will

Just ...pedal to the metal

Tryin to push the metal pedal

So pretentious with no potential

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

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Enforcers clean like wolverine with metal claws

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

All i want now, is death

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Just ...pedal to the metal

I'm mental, it's instrumental