This is a song about "Clock"

Always on time bout to clock tricks,

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Bitches is artificially duck

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

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

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

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn