This is a song about "Minute"

Every minute your late goes another client

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

I'm doing shit i never might of did

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Gasp i think you need a minute

Can i get real for a split minute

Living out of a homeless shit

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

But i like you like..like a lil bit

There was a change at last minute

I was vicious the minute

Contributing the real shit