This is a song about "Carmel corn"

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

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

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

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

You got that indie glow

Is it a corn row or a fro

While im eating an ear of corn

December 4th a star was born

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

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

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel