This is a song about "Kitchen life"

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

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

And i leave them in the kitchen

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Yeah i ain't done

Standing in the kitchen

Go to a soup kitchen

Fuck it, i'm done

Get yo ass out the kitchen

Tryna find the one

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

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

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,