This is a song about "Machine world"

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

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

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

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

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Rapping machine clapping between

Man this life is but a dream

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine