This is a song about "Cotton"

I been out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Out in the cotton gin

With a little bit of passion

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

Womanizing to say the least

I'm always out in the cotton field

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

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

Out in the cotton gin

She all on my skin