This is a song about "Baby corn"

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

So while the world goes drake crazy

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

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

I got to be your baby

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Please boo what's your size crazy

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

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

Bitch, i was born to ball

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Well you gotta know baby