This is a song about "Cotton"

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Penncounting pennys over tha years

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

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin