This is a song about "Hour glass"

Baby, you know who you are

A man of the hour.

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

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular

How the fuck you wipe your ass

And ill shatter you like glass

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

It gets tricky without tha cash this hour glass not long enough

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

I can get straight to the cash

With shards of ice and glass

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour