This is a song about "Box"

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

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

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

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

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

Too many people around me getting put in a box

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks