This is a song about "Oxy cotton"

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Ecstacy, #oxy, a bit of weed mixed with meth that'll be #alright,

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

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

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

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

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field