This is a song about "Corn"

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

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

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

What up girl, tell me how you been

Just as you rose you will fall

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

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

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn