This is a song about "Cooking all day for picky old folks"

You gotta go all day for that gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

It all started back when i was only 16 years old.

Until the day i am okay and display an array of plays for all the people out there,

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Its time for judgment day

Do it, okay, okay