This is a song about "Minute"

Shoulda told you i'd just be a minute,

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Every minute your late goes another client

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Using multiple syllables a minute

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

I ain't no politician but i'll kick it with em a minute

Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Cause we done did that

I was vicious the minute