This is a song about "Cotton"

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Out in the cotton gin

I get special attention

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

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

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

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Girl listen, trying to position

Out in the cotton gin

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Womanizing to say the least

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Out in the cotton gin