This is a song about "Big block slinger"

I'm that nigga on the block

It’s hip-hop, not pop

And don't make vibrations stop

God damn it i got writer's block

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Block niggas subtract figures and,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

Huh, a metaphor of course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

That cellphone that i bought

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,