This is a song about "Oxy cotton"

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

High of oxy im hardly conscious

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Womanizing to say the least

Not just the oxy but drugs of all description

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

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

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

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