3 Days 3 Hours

It's four-thirty in Eastern time where I'm at, shorty

In the A.M., I'm sayin' though, where you at, shorty?

I'm happy without you but got my doubts, shorty

Like, like if my currency dry out, would you be out thirsty?

Would your mind want me, like your soul want me?

When I go down on you, I drown for quarter centuries

You a whole globe, you a whole earth

And I'm a troubled millionaire that fears you know your worth

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

So we ponder on the things we gon' do when distance ain't a problem

Our intentions, they was honest

We was cordial, we was talkin'