This is a song about "Machine man"

Then spray to the victims who goes against me,i'm the new death machine

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

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

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

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

No longer with us; he's deceased

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Im that man, ima the man

Spitting bars like a technical machine

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

Mind's eye spinning, desperately trying to hit the jackpot slot machine

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen