This is a song about "Cotton"

With a little bit of passion

Out in the cotton gin

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

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

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

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

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

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

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

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Truthfully, some eye at least

I'm always out in the cotton field