This here goes out to the sisters in every hood on every corner in every state coast to coast world wide even, in hopes that these words dont fall on deaf ears ya dig.

I go by the name clock. It was given to me by a couple of older cats from the block when I was just a teenster trying to connect with the girly. after years of rejections, seeing all my homeboys square up and get action I realized that these fools didnt have no more than what I had we all was poor sharing and wearing each other clothes. couple of us had bike but shidddd no real money came past our hands til much later. thats a different chapter stay tune lil momma. back to how i got my name ya dig. I knew from an early age the words would unrival a woman panties quicker than a spring would jump out an loosen ink pen so i had to get my mackin ability fine tuned. iIt wasnt shit to me to tell a lady what they wanted to hear as long as the outcome ended with me getting the draws. the old heads began to say " Damn that youngblood work quick" i was flying thru them tender roni's like flies on shit quick fast and in a hurry cause time waits for no one. hence Clock.

peep this shit here baby girl. if niggas been conquering shit from the beginning of time it only because its appealing to the eye right. so what does the ladies like. i started seeing some of the most corn ball ugly fat bald headed out of shape dudes pulling some fine thoroughbreds on their arm. It was the gift of gab appealing to their eargate turns them muthafucker on quicker than any stack of money could ever do.. yeah i was learning too fast for my age group at 14 i was knocking down 24 25 year olds easy. my rap was tight. i had develop a mindset after so long that "whats in it for me " became my way of life. so the gifts start coming in shoes watches jewelry clothes hat i mean i sported the finest brims baby. fa sho.