This is a song about "Fart box"

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

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

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

Beat box while we team up

Well, um, there's a but

Don't shit in a box anymore,

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

'cause she #lost #breath by how my creepy fart smelled...

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion 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