This is a song about "Every five minutes"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Ill stop now before ill be rapping for minutes

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

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

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Cause its been over 45 minutes

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Five minutes later i hear a scream,

The twin towers fell

The first five minutes is swell.

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

I would spit them verses on the mic for 3 minutes

Lower than my credit score

And five days later, maybe more

Conversating on my life

Every day from 9 to five