This is a song about "Machine learning"

Then put it into sex drive

And i'm the super-learning device.

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

As: i know just what you mean

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

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

There's nothing worse than merging, conscience thought with false learning

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

Bun b, i’m underground king

I think now you're learning

Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream