This is a song about "The cell block tango"

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Every now and then i get the so called "writer block"

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Cause i break it out a lot

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

It's at this big country mansion just down the block,

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Rollin down the block in that jeep