This is a song about "Clock"

The heartz of men

Punch the clock, click the pen

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

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

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

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

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

Come and see what i'm about, pull your hair you say my name

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

The clock is still racing

I know the road i'm taking

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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