This is a song about "Creamed corn"

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Is it a corn row or a fro

At this love thing toe to toe

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

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

While im eating an ear of corn

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

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

Bitch, i was born to ball

Playing in the corn, wake up call