This is a song about "I will slob on your cob like corn on the cob"

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

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

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

You will be on your bed

But on the real i feel your deal with rhymes will bring a strong attack

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Never tempt me,cause i will roll up on that ten speed and blow your mind like hemp leaf

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Will be very complicated who will lean on me the time i'm devastated jesus i