This is a song about "Cook"

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

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

She even said she can cook!

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Top ranked, number one my son

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

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

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best