This is a song about "Box"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Ten years in an aluminum box

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

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

Box car children trying to hide

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Beat box while we team up

I said i don’t give a fuck