This is a song about "Corn rows"

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

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

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

Only concern was the home that was close to him

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Thats just not how the fuck it goes, so bitch, sit the fuck down, in the rows

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

He eats rows of em with mustard

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Is it a corn row or a fro

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock