This is a song about "Cook"

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

Spending all this paper like i fucking hit the lotto

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

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

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

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

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Go where you ain't been

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

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