This is a song about "Cook"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

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

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone

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

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

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

Look how we going to get out of this cook house