This is a song about "Supreme box logos"

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

Ridiculed cause i think outside the box

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

Used to find dope in his coat

It deserves a supreme poke,

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Ten years in an aluminum box

Miami nights, it was all a dream

It will be a life supreme

Where would i be without my dogs

You just another tool in the tool box