This is a song about "Two boxes"

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

If your man can't keep up wit you

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

I just wrote a hook or two.

When you keep em right beside you

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Actually he has got two

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

And no nigga gon love you

Cho cho, i choose you two

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two