This is a song about "Cotton"

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Out in the cotton gin

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I been out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

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

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

The day before is better than the present

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Look, i got no time for that type of connection