This is a song about "Washing machine"

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Slid across the floor and flew right into a washing machine

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Machine the way i'm skilled

And i'm just being honest

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

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

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

Sniffing his dirty washing!