This is a song about "Box"

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Where would i be without my dogs

And like a boxer im beat her box,

Too many people around me getting put in a box

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

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

But you know what

Beat box while we team up

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

A hell of motherfucking road blocks