This is a song about "Bustin on my block"

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

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Hes the new kid on the block

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Block the pass, we on top/

Like a fiend off the best rock

Every night on the block, was realizing the error in my ways

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

A lost thought on a street sought by the biggest kid on the block

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

My rhymes aren't prehistoric cause i'm the new kid on the block

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Murdered every bod from my squad

I'm that nigga on the block