This is a song about "Cotton plantation"

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Out in the cotton gin

Lookin’ for some action

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

Womanizing to say the least

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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