This is a song about "Clock"

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

It's all over now, take it like a man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

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

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

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

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

But tick-tock goes this clock 'cuz this crock of shit's not

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right