This is a song about "Hard on the soccer field"

I'm always out in the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

Womanizing to say the least

I been out in the cotton field

Yea we hard on the street

Swear i will murk any beat

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

I go hard in the paint ill dunk on you

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

On the daily, maybe, hard to say for certain

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Homework is hard, postmark on the card