This is a song about "Delight"

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Stalking in plain sight plain bright, much to your delight

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

In his knapsack and drifted in delight.

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

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

Hip hop isnt a blight on society, it is its fucking delight

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

I'm not polite, but i recite words of delight

Plus my kicks are nik', this what the bitches like

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

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