This is a song about "Ear holes"

While im eating an ear of corn

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Bullet holes and escalades, just tryin to explain,

Preparation is required for this ear hole penetration

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Quietly becoming a top tier

Looking mad lazy with the bud near my ear,

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Here’s a tab of acid for your ear

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Ripping holes in clouds as my altitude diminishes

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,

Filling holes with the metaphors and similes i scribble

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal