This is a song about "Corn"

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

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

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

Everyday a star is born

While im eating an ear of corn

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

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

Is it a corn row or a fro

Look how the buzz will grow

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

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

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains