This is a song about "Hour"

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

Count the hour if their biological clock is slowing by the hour

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Took me about an hour to write it

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

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I step out of the shower in about one hour

Go od less in an hour.

And there's little to be glad for

An hour away makes our day

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

She thinks nothing of it, says "i'll stay for an hour"

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her