This is a song about "Cotton"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

Out in the cotton gin

Through thick and thin

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

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

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

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with