This is a song about "Running from the cops on the block"

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Block the pass, we on top/

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Squirrel is running on the roof

As your family dies, and my family rise

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Your the new kid on the block

That's how i got the weed spot

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Squirrel is running on the roof