This is a song about "Block"

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

It aint just another neighbor hood around the block,

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

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

You probably got stuck in writers block

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

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

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

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block