This is a song about "Carmel corn"

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Ten more depending on where wale going

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

While im eating an ear of corn

December 4th a star was born

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

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

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

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

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

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn