This is a song about "I m in the kitchen and whippin seasoning that chicken finger licken"

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

So i raising the middle finger

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

We both teenagers with the same mind state

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

They claim it as their own, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in

First off congratulations on the win

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

To make karma come faster than she normally will