This is a song about "Full news hour"

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Especially, after that heavily news

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Boring things in life such as the news

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Yeah, look here i pay dues

To end up on the news

I introduce you to my debut blazed buzz, man of the hour

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

A man of the hour.

I never hugged no corner