This is a song about "Fields"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

The life around it, hanging out like autumn fields

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

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

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses