This is a song about "Thomas cook airlines"

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

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

Cook a verse send it out hardly a look

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,

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

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

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/