This is a song about "Simple machines"

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Simple plans and simple pain, where's my train to fame

My rhyming's like the finest thing since time machines

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Is he crazy or just that simple?

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

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

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Rhymer who's "simple" in knowledge.

Baby i am professional

Yo this just short and simple

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

Time is complicated, but spontaneous and simple too