This is a song about "Field"

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

I got that potentiality to decease whatever comes in like a fucking wild beast

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

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

Of masc to the field and double to the r

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

And it rules everything around them