This is a song about "Dan cook"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

But let me inspire someone who can

She even said she can cook!

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

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

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Like it was a pass from dan marino

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

I wanted a brother my mother i told her