This is a song about "Cotton candeh"

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

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I wish i’ll never see you again

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

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

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

With a little bit of passion

Out in the cotton gin

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

This is my ambition

Out in the cotton gin