This is a song about "Rage against the machine"

Young, handsome and focused

Machine the way i'm skilled

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

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

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Get off the stage, let him cough a rage

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

But when i rage against haters they all afraid and get shook,

Race against the clocks tick

Pepe le pew my music

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Step up to the mic and i'm full of rage

Down on the page, laced with rage,

With foreign names, valet the range