This is a song about "Field"

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I been out in the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

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

I'm always out in the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast