This is a song about "Field of guitars"

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Womanizing to say the least

Her lifes a field of landmines

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

I was born to do the damn thing

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast