This is a song about "Box"

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You just another tool in the tool box

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Didn't do a thing at all

Box car children trying to hide

It's alright, if it's right

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

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

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,