This is a song about "Cook"

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

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

But she's a good cook and supporter

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

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

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

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

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

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

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right