This is a song about "Cook"

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

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

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

We will cook you up and eat,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

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

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And i be on the block all day