This is a song about "Minute"

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Once upon atime ago a minute

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Our nation have to bow, africa

Minute hey listen i did would give a

Gasp i think you need a minute

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

There was a change at last minute

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit