This is a song about "Field"

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

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

No longer with us; he's deceased

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

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