This is a song about "Big block slinger"

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

He say, she say, oh my god

On the block with binoculars

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

This is the part where we run hip hop

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

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

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

Believe me i'mma be your god

Hes the new kid on the block

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Go crazy when she hear music

Block out all my habits

And the v12, that's on various trips

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

God damn it i got writer's block