This is a song about "Nick cotton"

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I'm a magician so please focus

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Out in the cotton gin

We gone keep going

I been out in the cotton field

Once the message released

Started from the cotton field but i made it pretty far.

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

We don't ever make love

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that