This is a song about "Washine machines"

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

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

Of how they keep you still and down, convert people to machines

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Spendin money on machines,

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

My rhyming's like the finest thing since time machines

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

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

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

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

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