This is a song about "Tim cook"

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Now cook me a meal, gordon

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Look how we going to get out of this cook house