This is a song about "Scary house on da block"

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

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Im the new kid on the block

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

She's sat on da fucking floor, strippin tears why would you kill/

On a block after a match of boxing

I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I bled on the bed and then on da table

O. trice always rep his block

Block the pass, we on top/