This is a song about "Kettle corn"

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Playing in the corn, wake up call

While im eating an ear of corn

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Is it a corn row or a fro

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Im the blackest of black on the blackest kettle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Sleazy bitches easily licking the cheesy kettle spoon