This is a song about "Field"

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

We will never die, we are forever alive

I been out in the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

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

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

I'm always out in the cotton field

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