This is a song about "Big block slinger"

On the block with binoculars

Singing my life with his words

And i don't make no bed rock

Hes the new kid on the block

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

You probably got stuck in writers block

I'm that nigga on the block

We popping bottles, it don't stop

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Block niggas subtract figures and,

Big tits and a big ass

And when it come to the cash