This is a song about "Delivering cookies"

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

But for long time i had gone cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Like i'm a preacher delivering a sermon at church,

Who get dragged by the masses cuz they can't search,

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Delivering raps with large blast causing internal brain blast,i'm always leaving

Delivering a knock out punch to the illuminate.

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

That's why in every line i just clever rhyme and every time i fit in syllables,

Your photo is delivering a massive message it says that you can't even rap in the rap battles

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I mean of course just the same old