This is a song about "After hours"

I'm spending hours in the kitchen cooking up carols

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Flow every second you can catch me on the hours

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I could go on and on and on for hours,

I wish that this ride could last 4 more hours

I should michael jordan these rappers

When our final hours die down, to fend

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend