This is a song about "Cookie dough"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

You haven't flowered loco

Give a nookie, i'll pass the cookie, not a rookie

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

But your nothin' but a cookie cutter, no tone, no throne, you're an amature and it shows

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

My screws are a little to lossely,not screwed in right but nice cookie,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

Give it three years ill get cash and dough

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Tryna get this dough, triple my advances

Together all the timethought it was true love