This is a song about "Clock"

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

So get up, its time to start nation building

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

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

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Here i go again, falling in love

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

The clock is still racing

I know the road i'm taking