This is a song about "Clocks"

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Alarm clocks roaming, my words still snoring

Race against the clocks tick

I bet you hear that white music

Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Salvador no dali but i'm killing time, dead clocks

My body starts to lose control/ i stop the clocks when i drop

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Figure eight clocks, see the hourglasses stopped

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard