This is a song about "Clock"

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

I try not to obey them at anytime

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

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

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

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

I know the road i'm taking

The clock is still racing

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got