This is a song about "Otter box"

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Fairchild suck my joystick i'm the star fox you're just squeeze box

Box car children trying to hide

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Don't shit in a box anymore,

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Sleeping with the fishes like a motherfucking otter.

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Lamenting how life's new leaves led him to the penitent box

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

This water is even dirtier than a sea otter

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father