This is a song about "Corn sluck"

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Playing in the corn, wake up call

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

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Is it a corn row or a fro

My nigga for life though

While im eating an ear of corn

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

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

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

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

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates