This is a song about "Ex who thinks we re friends"

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

But this time we are only going to be "friends"

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

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

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

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Do you remember when we used to be friends,

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs