This is a song about "Minute"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

There was a change at last minute

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Minute hey listen i did would give a

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

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

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

But for that brief minute reality goes away,

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day