This is a song about "Cookie jar"

Like i was trapped in jar but then i met my homie karn

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Fair skin like cream in genie jar but mouth spillin' wind like loony arse

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

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

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

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

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

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

I may be level 1, but that doesn't mean i'm a rookie, you dissed nobody, congrats, want a cookie?

I'd rather hire a gerbil chorus watch and admire than listen to all these bitches i see,