This is a song about "Box"

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Bitch got all them booty shots

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

I let you know you dealing with dogs

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Ten years in an aluminum box

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

You just another tool in the tool box