This is a song about "Bobby corn"

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

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

I'mma live and die in cali

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Watch some porn suck my dick while i eat some pop corn

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

The corn-tops ripe and the old breeze blowin',

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Barney bobby johnny, they're here to help me

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot