This is a song about "War machine"

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I'm just a cog in the machine,

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

People don't condone what they've never seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Mind's eye spinning, desperately trying to hit the jackpot slot machine

Will i ever win the war

I got soul, there's more in store

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,