This is a song about "Big block slinger"

I'm that nigga on the block

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Big tits and a big ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

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

We dig the plot and never bury pot

You probably got stuck in writers block

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

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Block out all my habits

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

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

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop