This is a song about "Load the blocks"

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Shoot blocks, coppin' huge rocks on the passin' hand,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I’m the guy in mask and you the fag around the blocks