This is a song about "Cotton"

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

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

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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 to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

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