This is a song about "Clock season"

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Lose track of time when i rhyme like i misplaced the clock

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I don't care what it did to them

Punch the clock, click the pen

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/

All i wanna do is eat i'm like the freaky lesbian

Into the evening and it leaves them sneezing, every season