This is a song about "Cook"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

She even said she can cook!

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

I used to have a nine to five

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

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

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

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