This is a song about "Jonathan cook"

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

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

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

Bet i get like 8 of them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation