This is a song about "Cotton gin"

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Diligently getting lifted with piff and a quick swig of gin

I been out in the cotton field

Once the message released

If you ever feel alone and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition