This is a song about "Cook"

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

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

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look