This is a song about "Delayed"

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Preying to be saved, depraved from a inevitable, delayed,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I feel like im starting to fade, feelin like this shit might be a little delayed.

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

The fire isn't here yet, it was delayed by my atheistic lent

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Faded, blazed, delayed, sedated.