This is a song about "Cook"

She even said she can cook!

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

She say she fucking with me the long way

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

We will cook you up and eat,

The drug that they brain need

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker