This is a song about "Delivering sales"

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

But for long time i had gone cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Delivering a knock out punch to the illuminate.

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,

Distilling ether and delivering it to each of you quivering rappers,

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 newspapers-special delivery,

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history