This is a song about "Big block slinger"

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

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

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

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Big tits and a big ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Murdered every bod from my squad

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

Hes the new kid on the block

I make her cum a lot

God damn it i got writer's block

Pawning my chain in the shop

Almost cried right on the spot

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!