This is a song about "15 minutes"

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

I just murdered a motherfucker in just minutes

Five minutes later i hear a scream,

Man this life is but a dream

I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Cause its been over 45 minutes

Tilt your head, stay in that position for 7 minutes

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

In fact 20 minutes before she died she said i love you babe.

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.