This is a song about "Clicks"

Something just clicks in my brain

Heavy in the game

I got tricks up my ass, you can't stop worrying for my clicks like an axe

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Gun clicks oh shit sprint to the rooftops with no hesitation jump

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Surviving 'till we thriving, then we die when the metal clicks,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

My team getting digits

Four five six, and now it clicks

Not a click i click with the bitch clicks me left me with my dead trees wilted new industry

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see