This is a song about "Hour glass"

Just to go to liv on a sunday

An hour away makes our day

So much class, double d’s and ass

Up until i hit glass

My life is twisted like it's licorice, i got a half hour,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

You know...you know who you are

For the man of the hour

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Write a 16 in half an hour,

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

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Do you remember a half hour ago?