This is a song about "Box"

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

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?

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

Ten years in an aluminum box

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Lamenting how life's new leaves led him to the penitent box

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

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

You just another tool in the tool box

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Box car children trying to hide

Now move back over here to the right