This is a song about "Delight"

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

The antichrist, on any night i video tape the rape of anne's delight

Sip some wine, while i combine a kind of gourmet delight

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Stalking in plain sight plain bright, much to your delight

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

The antichrist, on any night i video tape the rape of anne's delight

One slut won't satisfy my appetite to my delight/

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

I write rhymes so tight brings everyone delight

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

I'm just another white nigga that's trying to delight

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

In sync like a lingerin' grip on your hips, it's such delight