This is a song about "Box of plenty"

They try to control the ghetto, but their methods are unorthodox,

I confess i never got my talent from the bottom of a cereal box,

Instead of stepping out the box where other niggas will try to get rid of you / sheesh

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

Plenty of wrist slashing n' scrapes affects the groans,

I got them ambitious niggas, stackin figgas plenty

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

And all women who had light features, see

I add into it, rhymes? more, plenty,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Two aks and a box of blunts

Ten years in an aluminum box

Where would i be without my dogs

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Getting me back, i got other options, plenty of fish in the sea/