This is a song about "Field"

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

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

The race war, when it's us against all of them

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Of masc to the field and double to the r

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

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

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

We original officially the most original