This is a song about "Meal"

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

And let me grab that, we'll make my lasting meal

I went out , got some meal

But it's clouds over here

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

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

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

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

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*

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal