This is a song about "12 o clock"

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Tick tock goes the clock like ke$ha but i won't stop

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

My name is icy kash. yours is a piece o' shit.

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Smoking on that quarter o jay, pop a blotter

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

The clock is tickin', this is no time for dissin',