This is a song about "Fields"

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

The life around it, hanging out like autumn fields

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her