This is a song about "Corn flakes"

No more taking breaks, cause your mistakes will eat you up like frosted flakes/

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

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

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

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

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

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

This one right here for polo

Is it a corn row or a fro

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids