This is a song about "Nick cotton"

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

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

Visions, dreams of passion

Out in the cotton gin

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

I been out in the cotton field

Once the message released

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field