This is a song about "Washing machine"

Your going against the mean killing machine

People don't condone what they've never seen

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

You know what i mean?it's a rap machine

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

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

All the while you're washing up on the shores of my clarity

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I'm the most lean mean money making machine

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Young, handsome and focused

Machine the way i'm skilled

Washing dishes as a kid and maybe getting a tip.

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit