This is a song about "Clock"

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

You gotta let these shits go, man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Yo, i walk into the party 'bout nine o' clock,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

Lose track of time when i rhyme like i misplaced the clock

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block