This is a song about "Blocks"

Play with your toys, play with your blocks,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I remember cops hanging out on the old blocks

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

The building blocks of life.. emptiness

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

And murdered him, but stand your ground on hot blocks,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox