This is a song about "Countin up bans in the kitchen"

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

I was the one blowing yo pussy ass while yo sis in kitchen

Get yo ass out the kitchen

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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