This is a song about "Carmel corn"

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Playing in the corn, wake up call

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

While im eating an ear of corn

Everyday a star is born

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

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

Is it a corn row or a fro

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

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