This is a song about "Cooking"

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I'm cooking a plate for you to stick your whole face in!

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Cooking up rhymes like a kitchen you say you real but what you represent is fiction

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Cooking up raps like this shits stew

She never ready to go so she forever come

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Make you wanna hurl? me and you lets let our love unfurl, pulse is cooking

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