This is a song about "Field"

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

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

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

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

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

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

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

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel