This is a song about "Big block slinger"

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

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

On the block with binoculars

Singing my life with his words

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

So stay fuck about my block.

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Block out all my habits

Cdg shit match my kicks

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Hes the new kid on the block

Almost cried right on the spot