This is a song about "Cameroon dunk machine"

Rapping machine clapping between

Exclusives, y'all never seen

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Be the king, that was part of my dream

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Mind's eye spinning, desperately trying to hit the jackpot slot machine

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave