Clock Out, Come Home

[Verse 1]
Badge on my chest, clock red, 6:09
Smell of metal on my hands, long day on the grind
Back sore, eyes low, but I’m smiling in the line
‘Cause I’m scrolling through the pics of you and my little guy
Traffic crawling, boss calling, let it slide
Got your text, “Drive safe, we’re waiting inside”
That one bubble on my screen flips my whole mind
From “man I’m tired” to “I’m blessed to be alive” (yeah)
[Chorus]
I clock out, then I come home
And that front door feel like gold
You and my son at the hall in your socks
Whole world soft when I hear that lock
Life hit hard, but I don’t fold
‘Cause your arms feel like my goal
Nine to five take my blood and bone
But you make it worth it when I come home (when I come home)
[Verse 2]
Keys hit the bowl, little feet hit the floor
He run full speed, almost knock me through the door (haha)
“Daddy, daddy, look what I drew for you”
Stick-figure cape, little house, that’s our crew
You in the kitchen with the hair tied up
Same old T-shirt, that’s my favorite love
Kiss on your cheek taste like “never give up”
You say “rough day?” I say “yeah” but it’s done
[Chorus]
I clock out, then I come home
And that front door feel like gold
You and my son at the hall in your socks
Whole world soft when I hear that lock
Life hit hard, but I don’t fold
‘Cause your arms feel like my goal
Nine to five take my blood and bone
But you make it worth it when I come home
[Bridge]
Some nights I’m broke in my brain, can’t lie
Bills stack high, little sleep, big pride
But you squeeze my hand, say “we’ll get by”
And our boy in the middle like a fist to the sky (hey!)
I don’t need much, just this little light
Your laugh, his yawn, this worn-out life
Might walk in empty, but I leave each night
Full of faith, full of fight, ‘cause you’re mine
[Chorus]
I clock out, then I come home
And that front door feel like gold
You and my son at the hall in your socks
Whole world soft when I hear that lock
Life hit hard, but I don’t fold
‘Cause your arms feel like my goal
Nine to five take my blood and bone
But you make it worth it when I come home (yeah)
You make it worth it when I come home

rap, Upbeat East Coast crossover with warm R&B chords, live bass and crisp drums; verses ride a bouncy rap pocket, choruses sung with soulful male vocals and stacked harmonies. Hook lifts with subtle synth pads and finger snaps, bridge strips to bass, Rhodes, and vocal runs before a final, triumphant chorus., r&b