This is a song about "Field"

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

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

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

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Of masc to the field and double to the r

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

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.