This is a song about "3 o clock"

By a brotha who was hopeless

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Growing up i had your posters o

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

But look, she went and dialled triple o

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Just searching for the perfect shot

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

'cause 3 individuals suddenly disappeared

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good