This is a song about "Every five minutes"

After some minutes you will change

When i pull up in that candy range

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

I shot her five times and every bullet bounced off her

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Never learned my lesson, seven minutes in heaven

The twin towers fell

The first five minutes is swell.

I spit that furious five fight sessions with every line

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine