This is a song about "Kettle corn"

Like curses on the radio

Is it a corn row or a fro

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

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Leave yo brains lookin like some mushy corn flakes

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

The corn-tops ripe and the old breeze blowin',

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot