This is a song about "Hour glasses"

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I don't need to see with glasses

I watch television and eat my cereal for about a half hour

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

One way glasses mirrors

Talking of the gods you serve

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Outer space every hour, every hour we blacks get devoured,

A man of the hour.

I don’t care where ya are

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

I feel like deaths around the corner

Go od less in an hour.

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

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