This is a song about "Cotton"

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

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

Girl listen, trying to position

Out in the cotton gin

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

The day before is better than the present

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun