This is a song about "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.

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

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Faded, blazed, delayed, sedated.

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade