This is a song about "Washine machines"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

You strapped to machines, barley alive. doctors saying its a miracle,

Now i'm living out my dreams

Spendin money on machines,

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

My rhyming's like the finest thing since time machines

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

No one stopping this elite team of dangerous machines

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

My #dollars turn in more #chips than fucking vending machines,