This is a song about "Cook"

She even said she can cook!

My bitches fuck me good

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

Vijay singh and all of them

Now cook me a meal, gordon