This is a song about "Oxy cotton"

I say that keeps me going

Out in the cotton gin

I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

High of oxy im hardly conscious

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Now wait just one cotton pickin' second

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description