This is a song about "Field"

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

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

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

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

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm always out in the cotton field

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Of masc to the field and double to the r