This is a song about "Nigas on the block with a fucking glock"

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Hes the new kid on the block

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Got a beans if you wanna pop

I'm that nigga on the block

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

So i took another shot

I spit up on the block like a glock and the rest are dead,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//