This is a song about "Clock"

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Lose track of time when i rhyme like i misplaced the clock

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

Tell them niggas they slipping

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Always on time bout to clock tricks,

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock