This is a song about "Field"

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Her lifes a field of landmines

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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

I'm always out in the cotton field

Truthfully, some eye at least

First off congratulations on the win

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

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

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet