This is a song about "Cotton"

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Out in the cotton gin

And the reason that i'm going

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

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

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

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

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Secret society all we ask is trust

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"!

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff