This is a song about "The block is hot"

That shit is purely art, it's surely taught, i need to block the future,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Bout as hot as pot lines being sold on your block

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Who running your block and what chick be hot

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

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

I'm that nigga on the block

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

And fuck the cops' defiance, i drop that shit that the block is buyin',