This is a song about "Hour"

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

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

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

My life is twisted like it's licorice, i got a half hour,

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

After and hour of bloodshed it was finally over.

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for