This is a song about "Clock"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

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

Pushing in my mama van

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

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

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

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

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

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

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that