This is a song about "In a field"

We will never die, we are forever alive

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

No longer with us; he's deceased

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

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

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes