This is a song about "Machine"

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

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

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

Wish i had a time machine

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

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

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,