This is a song about "Box"

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Make sure to give them my all

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

So i can rip out your voice box,

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

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

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

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

Where would i be without my dogs

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

And like a boxer im beat her box,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops