This is a song about "Big block slinger"

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

By any means, if ya like it or not

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Just searching for the perfect shot

God damn it i got writer's block

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Huh, a metaphor of course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

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

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Block the pass, we on top/

Your chick said i'm hot