This is a song about "War machine"

Trying to maintain in this war

The shit that i spit is more

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Too dumb war comes with plight

Couple grand when i rock the night

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

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

Machine the way i'm skilled

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

We self-made but never is an i on the team

I could feel it deep inside, i was a killing machine.

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic