This is a song about "Hickory dickory dock"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Oh my what a shock like pushing off the dock into water

Hickory dickory dock

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

As i wait till its late at the dock by the bay

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

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

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

I hit you (bonk) then i'll lark as i mark my dock

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Hickory dickory dock/