This is a song about "Cotton picking niggers"

I'm always out in the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

I put that shit on my man

Womanizing to say the least

I'm always out in the cotton field

I'm neo in the matrix

Picking up gear from dick's.

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

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