This is a song about "Eric fox"

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Fox off a spliff, stop on a hit to often forget

Including fox hill and 27th street

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

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

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

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

Foxy shifty ,wily, like a fox

Sb nike's, with the grey box

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

Mines is family over everything

On my fox flow, ring a ding ling ling