This is a song about "Delay"

So your next to slay i do it with no delay

No days off and that's even on a snow day

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Because all that would do is delay his pain.

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Alot of delay, well i guess its a waste such ass makes the path to aftermath,

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

It only seems like my life's on delay

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Do not delay the time is late,

And my niggas say

Too good, i need a delay

Your pride is strong so don't delay

What you want me to say