This is a song about "Box"

And like a boxer im beat her box,

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

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

I've seen people eaten up, swallowed like a snack 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

You just another tool in the tool box

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Box car children trying to hide

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots