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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

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

Beautiful are thou, africa

Give me dome, then let me skate

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

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

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

And i leave them in the kitchen

For those whey no fit dey fix son

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

And the kitchen table is were i find my pills

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence