This is a song about "Cotton"

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

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

Gin makes me sin

Out in the cotton gin

I'm always out in the cotton field

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck