This is a song about "Cookin coco"

Cookin up grams with arm & hammer supplyin scramblers in alabama

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Them bitches trying to suck my coco.

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

I awoke to be cookin like a fryin pan,

It's just a figment of my imagination i've gone coco i've gone loco up so high

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Now that ghetto system gets 'em trapped, they cookin' chemistry,