This is a song about "Field"

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

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

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll