This is a song about "Fields"

The life around it, hanging out like autumn fields

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Amen, they say you only live once

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

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

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,

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses