This is a song about "Hell s kitchen"

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,

Two reflections into one

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

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

Why me, i say it cause we number one

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

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

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

Ca't stand the heat get out of the kitchen

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was