This is a song about "Vi seconds"

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

When i'm with you, hours feel like seconds.

There's 10 seconds left, and i came to win it

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Within seconds i could feel the chemo

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Didn't regret this path/split seconds passed

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

But what have i got to lose, somewhat a few seconds

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

This resin takes seven seconds to cause aggression,