This is a song about "Corn flake"

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

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

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

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

You flake n your soft a waste to us all your a prisoner of this rap

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

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Is it a corn row or a fro

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Don't make up your mind, you should flake on that class