This is a song about "Hour"

Go od less in an hour.

I call her, no answer

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

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

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

My climate is way higher then lindsay lohan nostrils on powder

A man of the hour.

My records sell, yes sir

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

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

Beat is my whore get get up on it like a boner

After and hour of bloodshed it was finally over.

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

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