This is a song about "Pleasure"

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

Every endeavor my fucking pleasure, never go a half measure

Read her pleasure with my eyeballs

Black fours red drop head doors

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Understand my pleasure treasured by such demands

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

But there's no pleasure in being the ender of a life that you once treasured

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

To you, that will be the opposite of pleasure

As my work rate beckons to keep on track of pleasure

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for