This is a song about "Clock"

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

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

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Clock this one in as i go faster

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter