This is a song about "Clock work"

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

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Flyer than the rest of them

Punch the clock, click the pen

They call me say, word

Puttin in work, to much work,

Bun b, i’m underground king

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

You know what i'm saying

The clock is still racing

I work hard, nigga put in work

I ain't trynna be forward

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am