This is a song about "Corn sluck"

Bitch, i was born to ball

Playing in the corn, wake up call

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

While im eating an ear of corn

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

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

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

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

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

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

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes