This is a song about "Minute"

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute

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

The beat equals the flow, one minute fast then one minute slow, putting these bars on show

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Can i get real for a split minute

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Gasp i think you need a minute

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

In other words, imma be high in a minute

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Once upon atime ago a minute

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Criminal intent, out of breath, reach limits per minute,

But the minute i took out my phone

Mami told me son, hold your own