This is a song about "Like a rolling sex machine"

I got a dollar and a dream

I'm just a cog in the machine,

Rolling up a blunt so we can elevate

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

Wish i had a time machine

It's roc nation, this my team

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I dont give a fuck about your sex