This is a song about "Field"

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

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

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I used to have a nine to five

Her lifes a field of landmines