This is a song about "Machine gun kelly"

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,

Escaping from my fucken gun

In earth, as it is in heaven

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Just give me a carrot gun

Think fast, fast women

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team