This is a song about "I clocked you"

But i aint sick i did love you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And word i blew off herb i grew

Wishing i was next to you

Cause u know that this my jam

Clocked into a story of a man

I really love my miami crew

You know that i love you

I remember you, but you don't

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I hate it and i hate you,

Why we gotta argue

It's really not an issue

Ma i fucking love you

I bet it hard being you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through