This is a song about "Big block slinger"

Hes the new kid on the block

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

God damn it i got writer's block

You probably got stuck in writers block

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Block niggas subtract figures and,

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

Your the new kid on the block

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

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god