This is a song about "Hour"

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

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Cheerfully i say lord take my wife to heaven, thank you for the extra hour

Took me about an hour to write it

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Do you remember a half hour ago?

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

While you said you'd be back but the been half hour

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

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