This is a song about "Cotton"

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

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Through thick and thin

Out in the cotton gin

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

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

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

Energized and still going

Out in the cotton gin

I'm always out in the cotton field

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend