This is a song about "Field"

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

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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

And all women who had light features, see

Womanizing to say the least

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

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

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

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased