This is a song about "Picking cotton"

Come on bitch, get back to the cotton field

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

I am ryu-like to the fiend

I been out in the cotton field

Licking picking and ticking the package,

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Picking heads for oral

The root of all evil

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

Did you try and sniff some cotton fall off a cliff

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Cotton to silk, motrin to tylenol - three pills