This is a song about "Cotton pickers"

This is my ambition

Out in the cotton gin

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

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Out in the cotton gin

Double mg not to mention

I been out in the cotton field

Once the message released

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

I get fresh from yankee stadium to the garden

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

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

I'm always out in the cotton field