This is a song about "Cook"

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

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

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

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

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

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