This is a song about "D block"

I’m the king of rock

So stay fuck about my block.

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

D, the d is for the delightfullness she brought to me.

Two tres on my waist, and i feel like (d)jango, with and without the d/

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

I'm that nigga on the block

So i took another shot

They say i talk like im god body

It deserves a whack and a d

Your the new kid on the block

You see him as a god

Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

That means obama aint got my d

Knowing you can no longer party