This is a song about "Munchin box"

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

You just another tool in the tool box

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Be proactive pick up a box start wrapping

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

Where would i be without my dogs

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Burnin' there, it's so hot, ate up like a snack box,

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Box car children trying to hide

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Of impactful things one can ask for