This is a song about "Cotton"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

Out in the cotton gin

Energized and still going

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them