This is a song about "Clock"

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

The heartz of men

Punch the clock, click the pen

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Heard the sound of several gun shots

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Clock this one in as i go faster

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

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

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Let me teach you all the sounds of love