This is a song about "Cookie jar"

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

My prada lows, for the most part it's only nike

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

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

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see