This is a song about "Mekhi fields"

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

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

I got something you've been waiting for

I run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

The life around it, hanging out like autumn fields

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Fields stained scarlet as blood trickles

Amen, they say you only live once

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills