This is a song about "Minutes"

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Fifteen minutes is a little too long for me to stay,

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

This is like a striptease snippet in fifteen minutes

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Intense with eviction of syllables mixed with precision in minutes

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Tilt your head, stay in that position for 7 minutes