This is a song about "Meal"

Even though i never said i was real i steal for a dollar meal

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

Call this shit the meal kill

Lady at the frank stand will

I went out , got some meal

Ghost in the hook so real

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Cheat and steal to eat a meal, make the hardest meet the makers,

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

They can't remember to forget who's fuckin up their meal,

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

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

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

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,