This is a song about "For my block"

Hit you from a block away

Concrete buildings yea they block my ray.

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

You probably got stuck in writers block

That cellphone that i bought

Your the new kid on the block

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

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

I don't jog around my neighborhood, but i run my block/

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

I try to tell them i'm one of the

My block hot, your shit warm out thea.