This is a song about "Hell s kitchen"

When it's all said and done

And not in the kitchen

And i leave them in the kitchen

And last but not least please don't tell no one

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

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

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

It´s the battle of life

This is how she want to live

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

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