This is a song about "4 minutes"

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Who has been sitting for about 20 minutes,

How beautiful are thou, africa

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

He's dissing me now, but ten minutes from now

When you spill out hits

Chill son, five more minutes

Intense with eviction of syllables mixed with precision in minutes

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

So here i am at the store for some chips

I keep it real and take more than four minutes.

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Everynight we talked over the phone seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours,

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

4 79, boy better pay me