This is a song about "Clocks and glocks"

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

I control blocks and i load glocks with shots, you ain't even know it,

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

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

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Alarm clocks roaming, my words still snoring