This is a song about "Machine"

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

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

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

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

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

I am just an artist

Machine the way i'm skilled

Womanizing to say the least

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

I'm the head coach of the team

Wish i had a time machine

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

Rapping machine clapping between

I got a dollar and a dream