This is a song about "Cotton candy"

Go suck your candy away,

Oh i gotta face the day

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

I'm always out in the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

With a little bit of passion

Out in the cotton gin

Got that new crib in candy lane

It's been nothing but pain

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

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

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.