This is a song about "Box"

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Box car children trying to hide

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

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

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

You just another tool in the tool box

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

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

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots