This is a song about "Meal"

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

And need to put that shit on bake and pull out a meal

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Save up for some mcdonald's value meal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

"you are my slave now, cook me up a fucking meal." (hahaha) *evil laugh*

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Cheat and steal, keep it real, eat a meal, life's will,

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

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal