This is a song about "Big block slinger"

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

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

It aint just another neighbor hood around the block,

Bullet so fierce it pierced, through, your, fortified block

So take the stage just show me what you got

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

Hes the new kid on the block