This is a song about "Box"

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

Where would i be without my dogs

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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

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

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

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

Heard the sound of several gun shots

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

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

You just another tool in the tool box

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks