This is a song about "Clock season"

Vijay singh and all of them

I guess it's that time of the season

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

And when i get a team we'll be doing this every season

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

You probably sleep with twenty guys a season/

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Lighting reef up like it’s god damn the holiday season..

I need to free them

Punch the clock, click the pen