This is a song about "Red box"

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

You just another tool in the tool box

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Kushed up and my eye red

Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

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

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

Color your eyes alveolar red

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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