This is a song about "Chandler cook"

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

We will cook you up and eat,

The revolution will proceed

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

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

She even said she can cook!

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money