This is a song about "Being in the block"

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

I can't tell who's telling the truth in being a liar.

Let's enjoy our younger years

On the block with binoculars

In the limelight being red hot

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

He's got the block in his claws, got the top in his jaws,

Just for me being weird in the past/

They could never understand

That cellphone that i bought

Im the new kid on the block

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense