This is a song about "Clock"

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Pawning my chain in the shop

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

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

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,

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

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

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