This is a song about "Cook"

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book