This is a song about "Cook"

Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

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

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

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

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

She got that good good

She even said she can cook!

Each day it gets more realer, orangutan's bang like gorillas

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