This is a song about "Cum box"

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

I'll be outta cum before im twenty eight

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

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

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

You just another tool in the tool box

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

It's like a whole sexual experience, i'm only the cum

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

Bitch got all them booty shots

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

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

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?