This is a song about "Out in the county"

I'm always out in the cotton field

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

The teachers try to send you out and hang me in

You just working with the scraps you was given

It ain't where i been

Knocked out in the lunch in

Beta drop the beat soon flowing out inhaling in

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

To open my jar hoppin out of the car blunt in

Everybody finger point in your direction

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I been out in the cotton field

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale