This is a song about "X ray machines"

Laying in my bed watching dvd's on blu ray

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

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

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

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

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Of my rap ray. my parade day on may.

No ray of joyi'm the boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

So ray j went straight to radio station the very next day

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

But it stoppes at one point then continues like a ray

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay