I AM BOX MAN
CITY STREETS BOY
I hear the cars and so i'm getting up
I'm heading out of my box man
And going out to the world
I got this stain on my chest
I'v got to save the world from destress
I'v got my life and my soul
but do you realize
I keep it in my cardboard home
I AM BOX MAN
I'M GOT THE WORLD IN MY SOCKS MAN
I AM BOX MAN
please...
CITYS HEATING UP
Gas gets me dissy so im getting up
Its just me and my box dog
Always ready for war
I am a world of myself
I don't need books to realize
That I can save this world
If I can just give my life
I AM BOX MAN
I'M GOT THE WORLD IN MY SOCKS MAN
I AM BOX MAN
Please...
I'M NOT HOMELESS I'M A HERO
I'M NOT HOMELESS I'M A HERO
I;M NOT HOMELESS I'M A HERO
I'M NOT HOMELESS I'M A HERO
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