This is a song about "Fart box"

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Beat box while we team up

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

Stop being afraid and get heart, i'm the shit you ain't even a wet fart

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

And like a boxer im beat her box,

And i'm still hurtin over pops