This is a song about "In a field"

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I got to make sure that i can play here

Leveled the playing field how the fuck it feel

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.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

In a private jet while i'm walking in

And i’m talkin, passenger action

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving