This is a song about "Money on delay ever"

Do not delay the time is late,

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I only ever relied on me

And niggas flashing crazy

It only seems like my life's on delay

And it begins to phase him more each day

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Too good, i need a delay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Malcolm x, by any means

Spendin money on machines,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Its a jungle out here and ima pounce on tha money