This is a song about "Beat box"

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

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

Fuck the pot i forgot - to sock it in a box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

You just another tool in the tool box

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Lamenting how life's new leaves led him to the penitent box

So i can rip out your voice box,

Bitch got all them booty shots