Corrupting our minds with an idiot box
What a feeling of overcoming the odds
A fuck that we will never give is like our pops
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
You just another tool in the tool box
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
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
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Fuck the pot i forgot - to sock it in a box
He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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