This is a song about "Crate"

You have basically locked yourself in a crate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

I can seal your fate in a crate and make that shit parana bait

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Can't think straight rant pink crate

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

I just create my anger with fused weight on my shoulders with no excused crate

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Go home a nite to find that my mums brought a crate