This is a song about "Cook"

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

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

That i can only love you when you undressed

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

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

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

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free