This is a song about "Big block slinger"

God damn it i got writer's block

As long as we're cooperating with god

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So i went down south but i ended up north

Your the new kid on the block

If you had, one shot

Block out all my habits

Without the sound of guns

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Hes the new kid on the block

And don't make vibrations stop

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Pork on the fork, white in the pot