This is a song about "Box"

And like a boxer im beat her box,

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

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

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

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Box car children trying to hide

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

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

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

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

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,