This is a song about "Cook"

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

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

They go major, the flow is no longer

But she's a good cook and supporter

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

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

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination