This is a song about "Poop with corn in it"

Playing in the corn, wake up call

Bitch, i was born to ball

Kaiju in this motherfucker, utter it with me.

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Kaiju in this motherfucker, utter it with me.

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Look...i stay with loud call it boom in noise

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

With a fistfull of poop,

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

I know they pay me too much of attention

Spliffs with thick rocks in it to kill the tick-tock in