This is a song about "Cook"

See, i'm second to no one

Now cook me a meal, gordon

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

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

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

But more importantly taught me to pray

All on the furniture with no regards

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

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

And i did the video for really though