This is a song about "Pandora s box"

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

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

You just another tool in the tool box

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Ten years in an aluminum box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

Coolest thing to come out the ice box

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple