This is a song about "Kettle corn"

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Sleazy bitches easily licking the cheesy kettle spoon

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

I'm a 1,000 lbs kettle bell compressed- bomb in the flesh

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

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

Cause they fear me in physical form

While im eating an ear of corn