This is a song about "Cook"

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

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

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

We will cook you up and eat,

What do i really need

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it