This is a song about "Machine learning"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

Learning molecule and for whats inside

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

And i'm the super-learning device.

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Just before they seen my money in the green

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

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

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