This is a song about "Beat the s machine"

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Your going against the mean killing machine

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Then spray to the victims who goes against me,i'm the new death machine

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

The outline which you n****s out dated

But i like you like..like a lil bit

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I'm just a cog in the machine,