This is a song about "Little box"

A twenty somethin cup

Beat box while we team up

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Verse 1: bruno mars still gayer than his juke box.

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Box car children trying to hide

Not only had the fiend died

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

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

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

And like a boxer im beat her box,