This is a song about "Studio cooking"

Cooking in dexters laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud [cheers]

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times

We turnt up in the studio late night

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

You know where to find me right up in the studio

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Make you wanna hurl? me and you lets let our love unfurl, pulse is cooking

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I stroll into ya studio behavin all casually

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

And smoke it while you're cooking meth, it flows with ease,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties