This is a song about "Cook"

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

She even said she can cook!

Lobsters and shrimp im good

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

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

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

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

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