This is a song about "Field"

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

We will never die, we are forever alive

Womanizing to say the least

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

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

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

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

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I been out in the cotton field