This is a song about "Box"

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

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

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

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Too many people around me getting put in a box

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,