This is a song about "Cook"

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

We love for a while then a light goes

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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

We will cook you up and eat,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

But she's a good cook and supporter

Get your paper, see you later