This is a song about "Box"

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

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

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Box car children trying to hide

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

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

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Ten years in an aluminum box

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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