This is a song about "Clock"

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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

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

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

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

Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I do the right thing

The clock is still racing

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox