This is a song about "Bake beat blend cook cream cut in chop knead saute simmer stir whip"

I promise you pain, i will chop your body in threes

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Put the whip cream on my balls spank lick it off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted

Get me nose in, blend in with the trend, broke kid ass kid

It was a mystery beat, then i heard it playin', "c.r.e.a.m.",

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

And they know they can't blend in/

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Wanna be just another memory eh eh eh

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

I thought i'd come back and blend in with the neighborhood,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would