This is a song about "Tori cook"

She even said she can cook!

She got that good good

We will cook you up and eat,

Last of a dying breed

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

You feel it from your head to your toes

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

First off congratulations on the win

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

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

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her