This is a song about "Life on the block"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Back when the wu tang clan were on the block//

Let me see you walk

I'm that nigga on the block

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

The snitch on the block be running for his life

As your family dies, and my family rise

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered