This is a song about "Im rappin machine"

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

I'm just a cog in the machine,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Im outta this world, so im rappin mercury rhymes

Spitting bars like a technical machine

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

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

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