This is a song about "Field"

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

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

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

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

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll

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

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection