This is a song about "Field"

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

Cause i been in the field life on the line with him

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

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

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

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

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

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

This maze i'm in amazes me at times

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