This is a song about "Cooking crack"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Mostly crack engineering

Cooking up raps like this shits stew

Now i gotta exit after you

So tell me what they crack

Yo, i'll bet she be back

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

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

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

I'm about to snap

Skyrocket like weed on crack