This is a song about "Mekhi fields"

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

Criminal gunplay is like a film, but with no mekhi phifer,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

The fields of wv is where i was raised,

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

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 run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters