This is a song about "Field"

Once the message released

I been out in the cotton field

Her lifes a field of landmines

Then put it into sex drive

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Of masc to the field and double to the r

No longer with us; he's deceased

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field