This is a song about "Hell s kitchen"

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen

Bought a new house, kitchen & bed!

I respect that you don't know yet

Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Ca't stand the heat get out of the kitchen

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

All up in my kitchen sink

And i'm just being honest