This is a song about "Box and whisker plots"

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

The door to the world, and the box to my cock

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

But instead i got secrets plots and schemes 

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

-zi when it comes to rap and jottin' down shit, formulatin' plots,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Years back you believed that the world was fair

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

And then the box plays my favorite b.o.b. song,