This is a song about "Oxy cotton"

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

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

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

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

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Out in the cotton gin

It's a -- situation

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field