This is a song about "Hour"

Something worth dying for

A man of the hour.

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

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

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

Renown for actin foul and sour every hour

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

After and hour of bloodshed it was finally over.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I step out of the shower in about one hour

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

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

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

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