This is a song about "Corn"

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

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

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

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Just me and my boss no worries at all

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

While im eating an ear of corn

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

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

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

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

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

I'mma do this fast or slow

Is it a corn row or a fro