This is a song about "Field"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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

Womanizing to say the least

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

This is how she want to live

Her lifes a field of landmines

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.