This is a song about "Cotton"

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

With such an ugly picture in it and

I know that love it could begin

Out in the cotton gin

I been out in the cotton field

Womanizing to say the least

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

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

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son