This is a song about "Cotton"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I say that keeps me going

Out in the cotton gin

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and

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

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give