This is a song about "Chandler cook"

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

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

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

All on the furniture with no regards

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

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

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof