This is a song about "Big block slinger"

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Cause i break it out a lot

There i took a walk down writers block

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

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

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop