This is a song about "Oxy cotton"

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Womanizing to say the least

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

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

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

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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