This is a song about "Cameroon dunk machine"

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Your going against the mean killing machine

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

They know how to dunk, but in school they wanna flunk

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

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

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,