This is a song about "Rap machines"

And that's jay line i had to quote that

He finally begins to rap,

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

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

One night love: i'mma need that

Imma spit this angry rap

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

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

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

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

Spendin money on machines,

If you believe then you can achieve

No one stopping this elite team of dangerous machines

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack