This is a song about "Stock blocks"

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

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

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Pistol rippin through the blocks

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop