This is a song about "Cook"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

We will cook you up and eat,

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

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

But she's a good cook and supporter

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,