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

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Your the new kid on the block

Im the new kid on the block

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

The snitch on the block be running for his life

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Amen, they say you only live once

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

The snitch on the block be running for his life

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs