This is a song about "Cooks"

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

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

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow