This is a song about "Cotton and pesticides"

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

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

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,