This is a song about "Jet clock"

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/

I got 800 invisible men

Punch the clock, click the pen

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Dysfunctional membrane, louder jet been, under the radar not seen

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....