This is a song about "Field"

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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.

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Bring the battering ram where you live

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

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

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

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor