This is a song about "Cooks"

Going ham with the beef cooks, raw, killing rappers now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

But the head pounds, mind cooks like i found a disease that's venereal

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Janitors and cooks and guards and tellers, that's bad news,

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Stack meat, i'm raw 'cuz when the beef cooks with battle rap,

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Mind's like an oven, sometimes when i'm baked these thoughts it cooks