This is a song about "Battle field sucks"

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

No longer with us; he's deceased

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar