This is a song about "Cameroon dunk machine"

I go hard in the paint ill dunk on you

I really love my miami crew

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Sick the duck, nut up or shut up, blake griffin with the dunk

Spitting bars like a technical machine

People don't condone what they've never seen

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

I could feel it deep inside, i was a killing machine.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic