This is a song about "One minute"

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

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

I don't need no fucking throne

But the minute i took out my phone

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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

I traveled a light year in a minute

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Take a minute by yourself to psychoanalyze it,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

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

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