This is a song about "Stock blocks"

Put my trust in my god

But hows this, your the laughing stock

And murdered him, but stand your ground on hot blocks,

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Knock off kalashnikovs been ringing since they hit the blocks

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

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

I think found where your mind was

The building blocks of life.. emptiness

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,