This is a song about "Big block slinger"

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

After party crib full of broads all naked

On the block with binoculars

Better yet they work my every nerve

And of course, my car's off course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

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

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

I love the way you walk

I'm that nigga on the block