This is a song about "Cook"

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

We can't catch the beat

We will cook you up and eat,

Now cook me a meal, gordon

What up girl, tell me how you been

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Because i see right through your disguise

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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