This is a song about "Clock"

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

I'm racing against the clock, i'm ahead of my time

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

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

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Here i go again, searching for love

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

The clock is still racing

Don't want to be the king

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

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