This is a song about "Delicious"

This story is fictitious and delicious.

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Yum yum delicious gobble em up,

But you hate them navel kisses

There simply delicious,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Its funny all of your rhymes were the opposite of nutritious, none were delicious,

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

A hunger for murder that shits delicious

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Yo bitch be actin religious, she think she delicious