This is a song about "An hour long"

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

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

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Write a 16 in half an hour,

Like skyler, stuck around too long with heisenberg, hit an iceberg/

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

I run at a million miles an hour, your trying to keep up kid

Less than an hour he beheads lords

And three hours in the showers with the corpse