This is a song about "Box head"

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

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?

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

And like a boxer im beat her box,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots