This is a song about "Clock"

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

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

And i can't help but notice

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

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

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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

1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock