This is a song about "Maize"

When i tell them what i do, they say "you must be tripping,"

My head keeps spinning and ears keep ringing

I set the bowl of cereal down on the table and turn on the television

Roll over and fuck you in another position, do it everyday like its a tradition,

I now an n now a c, you even listening to me, hard to tell what one day i'll be

You gonna throw a watermelon on my vehicle b, or syrup 'n cereal like me