This is a song about "Corn fed"

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

While im eating an ear of corn

These joints here not found at the mall

Playing in the corn, wake up call

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

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Well aren't you getting fed up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

A clever idea to take something they said

It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

A lost legacy, treadin heavily, fed up

Gladiator fed to lions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed