This is a song about "Feeling like a machine"

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

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

How to give a mothafuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Feeling like a god i swear olympus was my birthplace

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Feeling flirty, i like a clean bitch that can get down dirty

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

While toking till i'm feeling high and smoking like a g

You know what i mean?it's a rap machine

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