This is a song about "Minute"

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Can i get real for a split minute

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Yo ill do this for you it won't even take a minute.

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

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

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

There was a change at last minute

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

Gasp i think you need a minute

I'mma sign that work and release that

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit