This is a song about "Clock"

By a brotha who was hopeless

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Clock this one in as i go faster

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

I'm racing against the clock, i'm ahead of my time

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Cause i get more spins than clock radios

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting