This is a song about "Field"

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I been out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

These rappers are animals and im about to have a mean feast

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

Her lifes a field of landmines

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

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

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

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm always out in the cotton field

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Womanizing to say the least