This is a song about "Turn back the clock"

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

See you was there every year when i needed you

Voice of the people so real like a clock the new

Punch the clock, click the pen

And do i need to mention when

1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Big clock or a wristwatch, we wonder when the shit stops,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

The clock is ticking and i'm doing just fine,

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Escaped the crack, said youll never turn back, family first,

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox