This is a song about "Big clock"

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

She need now, she ain't never needed love

And of course, my car's off course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

Always on time bout to clock tricks,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

They say time is money, well i'm paid around the clock/

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Plot, it thickens, yo the clock is tickin', poppin' sick shit,

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit