This is a song about "Machine learning"

I could feel it deep inside, i was a killing machine.

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine

And i'm the super-learning device.

Before we see it's hard to live

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

Womanizing to say the least

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Get off a key like i can’t sing

So i hope you learning

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

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