This is a song about "Clock"

I pipe in and one night her

Clock this one in as i go faster

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

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

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Big clock or a wristwatch, we wonder when the shit stops,

They say time is money, well i'm paid around the clock/

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots