This is a song about "Clock"

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

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Punch the clock, click the pen

Shit, we don't believe none of them

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

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

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

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

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox