This is a song about "Alarm clocks"

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!

Salvador no dali but i'm killing time, dead clocks

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

My body starts to lose control/ i stop the clocks when i drop

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Figure eight clocks, see the hourglasses stopped

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Alarm clocks roaming, my words still snoring

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Head for his office when the alarm starts to ring

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Set my alarm early to make sure i wake up