This is a song about "Meal"

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

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

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

I just ate some rappers, what a wonderful meal

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

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

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Now look: the change has come

Now cook me a meal, gordon