This is a song about "3 hours"

Better yet they work my every nerve

I wish that this ride could last 4 more hours

3:47 // verse 3: can't sleep like an insomniac

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Lock the door, and have silence for a few hours

I've become immune to you no name haters

I could go on and on and on for hours,

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

'cause 3 individuals suddenly disappeared

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

And i listen to common

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Those seconds are precious like hours