tick tok says the clock blaring in my thoughts big bass making it to where i can barely walk dropping nonstop every hour on the dot constantly reminding me of the little itty bitty time I have got i cant forget that i may be here today but the time flys away tomorrow N will eventually be forgot like i never existed other than my corpse buried left to rot to think there is nothing I can do to get it to stop is baffling but yet it's a fact no time to react i wanna blow my top but realizing that all i really have is one shot at this life one ride then i gotta get off just beginning to learn who i amand who i am most definitely not. trying to set my pace to be on beat with the algorithms to connect the dots to possibly turn a lot of these obstacles into profitable circumstances get paid handsomely by my own new spot cuz the s*** hit the fan for far more reasons I don't understand way before my time too but I'm one of many that's been suffering the consequences from the actions of one dude maybe two who knows who knew it would be me and you simultaneously at the same longitude and latitude with good attitudes takes us to Great altitudes I'm not at fault cuz I have not been rude I've been kind and have had it taken for weakness for so long that I am through tried troubling me so I had to smother a few one man wrecking Crew just having to do what I've had to do reacting to these last name badasso's first name stew