This is a song about "I blocked you"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

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

And word i blew off herb i grew

Well how about i murder you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I dont trust you! ayo! fuck you!

Blocked by the mainstream, i feel i'm restrained and chained/

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Cause when i make this stew

I lied baby i need you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Girl you know i want you

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

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

I could tell you i love you

And all the shit you went through