This is a song about "Being in the block"

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

Murdered every bod from my squad

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Every night on the block, was realizing the error in my ways

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney

From the back seat, back seat

Rollin down the block in that jeep

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

In the limelight being red hot

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

You live in the house right down the block, everybody knows your name,