This is a song about "Dan cook"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

My bitches fuck me good

She even said she can cook!

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation