This is a song about "Cotton"

Truthfully, some eye at least

I'm always out in the cotton field

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

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

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

Out in the cotton gin

With a little bit of passion

Womanizing to say the least

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come