This is a song about "Cook"

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

But she's a good cook and supporter

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Now cook me a meal, gordon

I don't care what it did to them

I just call it …remember all the dough

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

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

She don't really care about anyone advice

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

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

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation