This is a song about "Ally from the block"

Almost cried right on the spot

I'm that nigga on the block

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

She can only take so much more than her heart got

It's at this big country mansion just down the block,

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Rollin down the block in that jeep

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Every now and then i get the so called "writer block"

You know i am not gon stop

Im the new kid on the block

King of the block, niggas know my name

So much to say a scrabble game

Block the pass, we on top/

And it don’t stop