This is a song about "Box head"

And like a boxer im beat her box,

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

You just another tool in the tool box

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

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

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

You pull up in parking lots

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

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

I've seen people eaten up, swallowed like a snack box,