This is a song about "Block"

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

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

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Got a beans if you wanna pop

There i took a walk down writers block

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Block out all my habits

Im the new kid on the block

Put my trust in my god

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

So stay fuck about my block.

Believe me i'mma be your god