This is a song about "Block me"

Got a beans if you wanna pop

There i took a walk down writers block

Actually come around the block and fuckin test me

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

On the block with binoculars

Talking of the gods you serve

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

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

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Block out all my habits