This is a song about "Field"

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

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

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

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

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

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm always out in the cotton field

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

No longer with us; he's deceased

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field