This is a song about "Cotton"

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

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

I been out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

One time for the ville that cole rep

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

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

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

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

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

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

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done