This is a song about "Minute"

You, you, you have to pay for that

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

But the minute i took out my phone

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Shoulda told you i'd just be a minute,

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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