This is a song about "Machine man"

It seems that i'm mean you ain't seen the stampede,i'm a rapping machine the meanest mc

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Your going against the mean killing machine

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

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

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Spitting bars like a technical machine

I got a dollar and a dream

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

Im that man, ima the man

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Machine the way i'm skilled

Young, handsome and focused