This is a song about "Baby corn"

I was wondering maybe

U gotta sin baby!

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

Sitting forlorn, treating your dick like corn man you need god

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

While im eating an ear of corn

He gave him a platform

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Give me the key, give it baby