This is a song about "Clock"

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Clock this one in as i go faster

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

And getting money is the song i sing

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Took me a while just to write those

Cause i get more spins than clock radios

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

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