This is a song about "Box"

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

You just another tool in the tool box

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Beat box while we team up

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Where would i be without my dogs

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

Box car children trying to hide

Living my life like i'm living right

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

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

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