This is a song about "Putting boxes away"

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Cause they putting us in boxes now i'm breaking us free

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

Im sorry for putting my life in danger

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I'm stuck inside a slump runnin' numbers like proportion boxes,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Is she putting in her all or what?

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

Ain't got nothing in common with niggas with no commas