This is a song about "Corn"

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

While im eating an ear of corn

He gave him a platform

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

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

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

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

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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