This is a song about "Frank block"

About disaster in the world and

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

Now we chop the whole fucking block

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Your the new kid on the block

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

After a verse you’ll be turned to ashes like anne frank

Hes the new kid on the block

He say, she say, oh my god

Block the pass, we on top/

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Stack in his hand trynna make that last