This is a song about "Cooking drugs in the kitchen"

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

I told him get his 9 and run

And not in the kitchen

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Riding around without a fuck given

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

I'm the head coach of the team

The fiction they cookin' in the kitchen, nothing worth finga lickin'

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You just working with the scraps you was given

To cause gruesome scenes, killed the cat in the kitchen.

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.