This is a song about "The eternal struggle of man versus machine in the modern era"

I'm just a cog in the machine,

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

We were losing hope, but the blessing was in the struggle

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

To dishonor the modern day slavery

Look it something they can't ever see

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Since the dawn of my era, i've been a don in my area

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,