Book of Rhymes

What's Cookin'?

🎶Know what's going on the kitchen?
You wanna know what's cookin'?
If you really want to learn, then I am here to teach you
I understand it all too well so I gonna gift this speech to you🎵

Lyrics inspired by "Gangster's Paradise" by Coolio1

This was my first apartment.2 1997. My landlady was very nice. I remember I baked her cookies when I first moved in. Chocolate chip. That's the kind of thing you do to meet and greet new neighbours, right? That is what my grandmother taught me. I had to request a cup of sugar from her to make the cookies, but sharing is part of being a good neighbour and citizen, right? ❤

There was a crack dealer in the building, name was Jabar. He was "really nice" about giving out "free samples" and smoking "free rock" with new customers... Of course, once you are "hooked", which doesn't take long, the gravy train ends. You are then in a state of withdrawal and you will be wanting/needing more to maintain that level of floating... of feeling amazing, like you are some sort of superhero or something.

I learned how to cook crack on a stovetop in a frying pan from Jabar by watching him cook it on my stove in my apartment. I never made it myself, but I sure know how from watching him do it!
Cocaine and crack was never my drug of choice. Once the gravy train from Jabar ended, I didn't continue to use this particular drug. The "uppers" were never my thing. They are short-acting; therefore, extra expensive habit to pursue. Also, I hated the come down and the jaw-clenching/teeth grinding after-effect. Also, just felt overall yucky and sweaty from them.

Footnotes
1  https://youtu.be/fPO76Jlnz6c
2  https://maps.app.goo.gl/dbMtozQKTNieQtEB7