This is a song about "Box"

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

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Box car children trying to hide

Always strap so i was alright

I know you're mad, but so what

Beat box while we team up

Fairchild suck my joystick i'm the star fox you're just squeeze box

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

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

I let you know you dealing with dogs