This is a song about "Kitchen"

And i leave them in the kitchen

I told him get his 9 and run

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

I'm a son of a gun

Go to a soup kitchen

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

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

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

They tell quit your bitching and get back to the kitchen,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

I'm something out of place like a women not in the kitchen

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done