This is a song about "Just a block"

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

It aint just another neighbor hood around the block,

A lost thought on a street sought by the biggest kid on the block

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

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

Always keepin it real showin my girls how to keep a glock on your block concealed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Writers block, quiet a shock man its basically grim

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Why i gotta be such a block head