This is a song about "Cook crack"

If it still has a crack

Ain't even tryna hold back

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

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

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Now cook me a meal, gordon

And it weighs a ton

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

But she's a good cook and supporter

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

I don't know why i'm even on this track