This is a song about "Big block slinger"

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Block the pass, we on top/

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

He say, she say, oh my god

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

God damn it i got writer's block

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

There i took a walk down writers block

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Im the new kid on the block

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth