This is a song about "Cook"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

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

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

The bar is passin' bottles, money comin' like the lotto

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

But she's a good cook and supporter

"contemplate", i wrote about her