This is a song about "I blocked you"

I dont trust you! ayo! fuck you!

My home girl told me i got an issue

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

I know you think you cool

Cause when i make this stew

I just fuckin smile at you

All these people's voices are blocked from my ear canals

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

You forgotten oak, you're blocked from hope or caught emotions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

While i was stayin with you

Swear i'm trying to get through

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow