This is a song about "Clock"

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Cause i get more spins than clock radios

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

But tick-tock goes this clock 'cuz this crock of shit's not

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

They say time is money, well i'm paid around the clock/

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

The clock is still racing

I was born to do the damn thing