This is a song about "Jack in the box"

You just another tool in the tool box

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

To give me a listen. but if my shit was in the juke box would anyone pick it?

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Wonder if they take it all back

Cream of the crop, scheming to chop and place an mc in a box

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

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

The reality is i don't know jack

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Know you want me to fall

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Fuck the pot i forgot - to sock it in a box

What a feeling of overcoming the odds