This is a song about "Chandler cook"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

We will cook you up and eat,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

I don't care what it did to them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

But she's a good cook and supporter