This is a song about "Sweet corn"

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

Wrong drink, the right work

If pussy sweet like sherbert

The sweet sweat he's breathing,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

And don't you bring your camera phone

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

When you keep em right beside you

I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu