This is a song about "Cook"

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

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

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

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

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

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

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

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

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Rule had a run, couple movie parts