Klay’s shooting threes but he finally found a keeper,
The court is getting cold but the kitchen’s getting deeper.
Mychal’s on the airwaves, giving out the blessing,
Forget the stat sheet, tell me 'bout the salad dressing.
He used to watch the rings, now he’s watching for the plate,
Megan in the apron got the Thompson family straight.
She’s cooking, she’s cooking, she’s stirrin’ up the pot,
From the H-Town heat to the Golden State spot.
She’s cooking, she’s cooking, the jumper might be off,
But with Megan in the kitchen, Mychal’s never gonna scoff.
No, it's Sauce Brother now.
Nah, it's Home Cooked, wow.
Mychal said the flavor’s got a Hall of Fame taste,
Not a single crumb or a TikTok dance to waste.
Pass the hot sauce, Klay.
Your dad said it’s elite.
