This is a song about "Hour"

Write a 16 in half an hour,

You know...you know who you are

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

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

I call her, no answer

For the man of the hour

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

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

So type ur best n i'll fry ur set take a minute n hour

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

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

An hour away makes our day

Night i need that she comin here right away

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour