This is a song about "Machine world"

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

For serial killings across the world.

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

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

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

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

I'm just a cog in the machine,

It's roc nation, this my team

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