This is a song about "In a minute"

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

I traveled a light year in a minute

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Minute hey listen i did would give a

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Take a minute to reflect like your lookin' in a mirror

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

They might send me home in a minute, ill be home in a minute

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,