This is a song about "Clock"

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Always on time bout to clock tricks,

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop