This is a song about "Clock"

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Big clock or a wristwatch, we wonder when the shit stops,

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock