This is a song about "Cook"

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

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

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

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

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

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

First off congratulations on the win

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

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was