This is a song about "Cotton"

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

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

And picture me rollin

Out in the cotton gin

Out in the cotton gin

I say that keeps me going

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

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

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

Out in the cotton gin

Catch you up on places i've been

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin