This is a song about "Flower power cook"

Now tell me where's your true power

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Fire burning, room turning, flower on the wall yearning.

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

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

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

But she's a good cook and supporter

Cause i can’t wait much longer

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Enough hey, lets talk about knowledge and power