This is a song about "X box love"

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

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

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

Fairchild suck my joystick i'm the star fox you're just squeeze box

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Know you want me to fall

Don't shit in a box anymore,

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

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Too many people around me getting put in a box

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I, and the i is in the i love you that she taught to me. (x2)

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks