This is a song about "Field"

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Of masc to the field and double to the r

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Her lifes a field of landmines

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

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

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

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

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

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