Wasting My Minutes

Kid Cudi · Other Songs - Kid Cudi

I talk to my baby on the telephone, long distance

I never would've guessed I could miss someone so bad, yeah

I really only met her about a week ago

But, it doesn't seem to matter to my heart, I know

That I love her

I'm hoping that I never recover

'Cause she's good

(Lalalalala)

She's so cool, she's so hot

But a scholar, she's not, word

She pretty pretty but she dumb as a rock

But honestly, you see she's all that I got, and what not

She very genuine and very feminine

But when we on the phone I think her brain is sleepin' in

I try and tell her friends but they as dumb as her

Birds of a feather, I guess, but see that makes it worse

I hit her up and say whaddup, she say "the sky"

I say what's good she say "McDonald's apple pie"

I try to justify it, she ain't get the lingo

But then I peep, no, she ain't asleep I date a bimbo



Why oh why

Why must she be so damn fly?

Then turn around and be so dumb

Where the fuck this broad come from?

See I don't understand

How it happened man

How did this occur the whole relationship is blur

I either need to quit'smokin' my weed

Or make sure at least she got a GED

(Only met about a week ago, but a little bit busy on the telephone)

She's so fine, see we talk all the time

But sometimes, I think she's missin' her mind

(We only met about a week ago, but a little bit busy on the telephone)

See, she's a dime, and she's faithfully mine

But somethin' wrong with her head cause she ain't the

sharpest tool in the shed

(We only met about a week ago, but a little bit busy on the telephone)

She's so fine, see we talk all the time

You know I called her

And I was just like, "damn!"

Like she sounded dumb as hell

Like she ain't got no fuckin' brain, you know what I mean?

And I'm just like, you're wasting my minutes and shit

Wasting My Minutes

Kid Cudi's 'Wasting My Minutes' stands as a quintessential example of his mid-2000s sound, blending introspective lyricism with the atmospheric production that defined his early solo career. Recorded during the creative period leading up to 'A Kid Named Cudi,' the track captures Cudi's signature ability to weave personal vulnerability with a distinct, laid-back flow. The song reflects on the fleeting nature of time and the importance of living in the moment, themes central to his artistic identity during this era. Its production features the warm, organic textures characteristic of the era's hip-hop and R&B crossovers, creating a sonic landscape that prioritizes mood and reflection over aggressive energy. As a standalone recording, it showcases Cudi's vocal versatility and his knack for crafting narratives that resonate deeply with listeners seeking authenticity in their music.