This is a song about "Field"

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Dissin me at home field, just know you're a visitor

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

I been out in the cotton field

Once the message released

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

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

That it's over, you'll go through wars at a battlefield

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

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

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,