This is a song about "Thomas cook airlines"

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

And that i spent the night with her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

Each day it gets more realer, orangutan's bang like gorillas

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

I want to fight the music on this one

In my mind's eye, i'm high like united airlines

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Now cook me a meal, gordon