This is a song about "Money machine"

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

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

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Just before they seen my money in the green

And i'm just being honest

Machine the way i'm skilled

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Your going against the mean killing machine

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean