This is a song about "Red box"

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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?

You just another tool in the tool box

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Covered the room in splattered red,

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

And like a boxer im beat her box,

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

I let you know you dealing with dogs