This is a song about "Minute"

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

Take a minute to think and go large

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Shoulda told you i'd just be a minute,

The real muscle in the message of that

I traveled a light year in a minute

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

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