This is a song about "Field"

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

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

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Niggas is working forever my bars

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Of masc to the field and double to the r

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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