This is a song about "Cameroon dunk machine"

Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

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

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

We self-made but never is an i on the team

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Exclusives, y'all never seen