This is a song about "Blocks"

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

One day it'll rise like stocks and burn up fucking city blocks.

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Dealers lace the rock on vacant plots, forsaken blocks, it,

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I'm between streets like city blocks-

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks