This is a song about "Cook"

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

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

She even said she can cook!

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

How i think about you every day

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it