This is a song about "Tock"

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Y'all niggas steady racing on that wristwatch, so tick tock,

Tick tock, say hello - time's wasting!

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Meditating chime tick tock tick tock keep ticking

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Later when the clock goes tickity tock im a rock

Ticky-tock, hippty-hop, let the beat drop, plop

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

(ball so hard) got a broken clock, rolleys that don't tick tock

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

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

Tick tock you gotta apologize for everybody received a shock while reading your rap mock

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block