This is a song about "Meal"

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Yo, turn me up some

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

And my last name is cook but im the one eating the meal

Appeal and im not looking for a man but i get the meal

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

I ain't interested in fame

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Lady at the frank stand will

Call this shit the meal kill

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal