This is a song about "Machine guns"

You know what i mean?it's a rap machine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Caged, and the wonder is seen

We bustin' like shot guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Superfly, opposite of basic

Remember my guns like a mic,

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Wish i had a time machine

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean