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

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

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

Womanizing to say the least

I'm always out in the cotton field

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

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here

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

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble