This is a song about "Heart shaped box"

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Beat box while we team up

She was the queen of the club

Fuckin' up my gold pots

So i can rip out your voice box,

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

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

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Ten years in an aluminum box

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops