This is a song about "Hour lass"

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

I freestyled 90% of this and wrote it in less than half an hour

My climate is way higher then lindsay lohan nostrils on powder

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

After and hour of bloodshed it was finally over.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

A man of the hour.

I said i'm hurting her