This is a song about "Cotton"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

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

Catch you up on places i've been

Out in the cotton gin

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again