This is a song about "Selling drugs on the block"

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

So get them ends hot

Block the pass, we on top/

He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

What happens when you try to sell drugs on my block

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

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

He say, she say, oh my god

Your the new kid on the block

I'm that nigga on the block

I gotta know if it's real or not