This is a song about "Clocks"

Figure eight clocks, see the hourglasses stopped

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Race against the clocks tick

Still listen to big

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

My body starts to lose control/ i stop the clocks when i drop

Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Salvador no dali but i'm killing time, dead clocks

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve