This is a song about "Cotton"

Truthfully, some eye at least

I'm always out in the cotton field

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

But she's not alonemiss independent

Out in the cotton gin

What up girl, tell me how you been

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

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

Womanizing to say the least

I been out in the cotton field

And the reason that i'm going

Out in the cotton gin

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,