This is a song about "Cotton"

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I get special attention

Out in the cotton gin

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

No longer with us; he's deceased

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

Just another day out in beverly hills

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Hoping that nobody don't notice