This is a song about "Safety about cookie dough"

If they ended it they'd finally be in safety/

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

The fucking safety was on, now who the fuck did this

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

Had i not been exposed to these things

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

You collect foodstamps, i get dough