This is a song about "Cook"

I can’t fuck with the alter

But she's a good cook and supporter

She even said she can cook!

Showed your lil' ass look

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

Ross and folarin, couple women

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

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker