This is a song about "Cotton"

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

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

I'm always out in the cotton field

Womanizing to say the least

And the reason that i'm going

Out in the cotton gin

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with