This is a song about "Big block slinger"

There i took a walk down writers block

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

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

Make room for the groom married to his music

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Now we chop the whole fucking block

I make her cum a lot

So take the stage just show me what you got

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

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

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

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

It aint just another neighbor hood around the block,