This is a song about "Field"

Truthfully, some eye at least

I'm always out in the cotton field

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

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

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

Dissin me at home field, just know you're a visitor

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them