This is a song about "Cook"

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

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

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

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

But she's a good cook and supporter

The only time i flirt with her

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

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find