This is a song about "Box chevy"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

Box car children trying to hide

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Ten years in an aluminum box

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

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

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/