This is a song about "Field"

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Her lifes a field of landmines

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

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