This is a song about "Hickory"

Hickory dickory dock/

I gotta know if it's real or not

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

I'm to of a hickory to make my victory a memory, or unknown like the past century,

Fuck that job been around that block

Hickory dickory dock

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,