This is a song about "Heavy metal"

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Breathing heavy foggy from steam

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Ah, god damn it, you're fucking heavy.

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

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

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

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,