This is a song about "Stock blocks"

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

The building blocks of life.. emptiness

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

Need i say more out in singapore

Pistol rippin through the blocks

Sb nike's, with the grey box

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

I remember cops hanging out on the old blocks

Or stock dealin' there's no excuse for the preenin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Like a chick,get a whole new stock of tamphons and pad.

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

Erase the past, niggas comin' through shootin' up the blocks,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box