This is a song about "Minutes"

Ill stop now before ill be rapping for minutes

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

To the slow rappers that i witness standing in stillness for many minutes

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Chill son, five more minutes

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I just murdered a motherfucker in just minutes

The first five minutes is swell.

Burberry, quite a hell

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel