This is a song about "Cary fields"

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Shit im making history im already legendary, fucking stephen kings cary in her hairy ass pussy,

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

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

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills