This is a song about "Delay"

Ambition is definitely on the way

It only seems like my life's on delay

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Because all that would do is delay his pain.

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

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

With no delay i always deliver

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

I make forty-some dollars a day

Too good, i need a delay

But it causes a delay; i'm set back at least a day

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Because all that would do is delay his pain.