This is a song about "Hours"

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Another 2 hours of time i consume

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

Those seconds are precious like hours

Singing my life with his words

Whole time, a little more girls

Till i have run out of time, no more hours.

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

I've been here 20 hours, is this a joke/

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew