This is a song about "Clock"

Always on time bout to clock tricks,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

I'm racing against the clock, i'm ahead of my time

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Cause i get more spins than clock radios

You feel it from your head to your toes

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

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Lose track of time when i rhyme like i misplaced the clock

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

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame