This is a song about "Ya mums box"

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Your mums pussy ill stick to

Ten years in an aluminum box

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Beat box while we team up

Well, um, there's a but

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

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?