This is a song about "Cooking crack"

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

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

I don't want it on my back

Those words are real not crack,

Wonder if they take it all back

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Or be real good at cooking

Straight g thing, double m g thing

That moschino shit is so back

All of us will eventually crack.

So tell me what they crack

Don’t you be holding back

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Where the black girls get their weaves back

For what for cookin crack