This is a song about "Cook"

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

We will cook you up and eat,

But don't fall asleep

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

The bar is passin' bottles, money comin' like the lotto

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

Don juanin' when i'm in a foreign

Now cook me a meal, gordon

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

But she's a good cook and supporter

See, i like the person that you are

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes