This is a song about "Corn titties"

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

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

Your titties got me horny bitch quit getting pushy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Signin titties at the rock shows

We love for a while then a light goes

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

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

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Playing in the corn, wake up call