This is a song about "Minute of a end"

In the end of a memory that vanished rapidly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

I've never been one for spoiling the end of a book,

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Minute hey listen i did would give a

Your gonna be on top nigga

There'll be a minute of joy for a life of sorrow, don't smile at me, good bye

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

In other words, imma be high in a minute

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit