This is a song about "I block subliminal"

They say i talk like im god body

Subliminal imaging, see?

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

I know my lyrics suck more cock, then the average hoe on the block,

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Just before they seen my money in the green

And i can smell 12 from a block away, leave the scene

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Like a kid with parkinson's playing jenga the way i block it

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

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