This is a song about "Big block slinger"

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Block out all my habits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

You probably got stuck in writers block

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

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

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