This is a song about "Chef and cooking"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

I'm cooking a plate for you to stick your whole face in!

I won't say i won't eat it if you chef it

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Every body a chef,it's a stretching mission in your nana's second kitchen

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily