This is a song about "Machine"

Wish i had a time machine

For thinking you clean

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

Machine the way i'm skilled

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

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

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

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

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