This is a song about "Vending machine"

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick