This is a song about "Machines"

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

My #dollars turn in more #chips than fucking vending machines,

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

Of how they keep you still and down, convert people to machines

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Spendin money on machines,

Little more weed, first class seats

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

No one stopping this elite team of dangerous machines