This is a song about "You blocked me"

Looking at your money

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

Blocked by the mainstream, i feel i'm restrained and chained,

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

That you aren't behind me,

We got money to go get baby

You can't cuss me, parr me

I delete they history

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

You motherfuckers aint shit to me

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,

If you haven't heard of me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready