This is a song about "24 7"

Jack bauer, now it's 24 to pack it and deliver it,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

24 bars you nigga gonn eat, fuck all the studying, i read

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

24/7 ain't a thing to me, i'm entering my prime

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation

She never ready to go so she forever come

Why are you mad? i brag to my friends about you 24 seven,

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick