This is a song about "Minute"

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Once upon atime ago a minute

I traveled a light year in a minute

The real muscle in the message of that

I can always depend on my mama

Minute hey listen i did would give a

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Can i get real for a split minute

I was vicious the minute

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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