This is a song about "Big block slinger"

I'm that nigga on the block

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Black fours red drop head doors

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

You probably got stuck in writers block

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Hes the new kid on the block

We dig the plot and never bury pot

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

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Sub-zero stage fatality, down, forward, forward, block

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot