This is a song about "Big block slinger"

Actions speak louder than words

On the block with binoculars

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Block out all my habits

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

Like a fiend off the best rock

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

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

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

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Almost cried right on the spot

There i took a walk down writers block

Huh, a metaphor of course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,