This is a song about "Machine learning"

I was born to do the damn thing

So i hope you learning

While i'm learning my lesson

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Come see real niggas on my team

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream