This is a song about "Field"

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I got that potentiality to decease whatever comes in like a fucking wild beast

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

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

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Get off a key like i can’t sing

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

Of masc to the field and double to the r

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star