This is a song about "Terror at 3 o clock"

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I am at level 3 so who's got to know,

So let me tell you about this guy

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

Tornados and tremors, i'm the demon of terror,

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

When you at flavor flavs, i punch the clock for my time spent,

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

They are not confident when im talking

House gets raided at 3 in the morning