This is a song about "Clock"

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

I ain't that then

Punch the clock, click the pen

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

There'd still be niggas out killing

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

All we need is convienient love