This is a song about "Cotton"

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

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

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

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm always out in the cotton field

It ain't where i been

Out in the cotton gin

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

I'm always out in the cotton field

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name