This is a song about "Box"

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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?

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

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

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

And like a boxer im beat her box,

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

Where would i be without my dogs

So i can rip out your voice box,

And i'm still hurtin over pops