This is a song about "Mekhi fields"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

The life around it, hanging out like autumn fields

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

'cuz we shine brighter, rhyme tighter, like mekhi phifer,

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles