This is a song about "An hour long"

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Count the hour if their biological clock is slowing by the hour

An hour and still standing looks like im commanding it mightve been a

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And in less than half an hour, she'll be licking on the balls

For me to abduct, fuck and devour for an hour but/

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

I freestyled 90% of this and wrote it in less than half an hour

An hour away makes our day

She will never get by, no how no way

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

We used to talk for an hour but slowly it got more.