This is a song about "Cotton plantation"

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

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

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Double mg not to mention

Out in the cotton gin

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Out in the cotton gin

It ain't where i been