This is a song about "Sherry can cook"

We will cook you up and eat,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

I can’t fuck with the alter

But she's a good cook and supporter

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books