This is a song about "Kitchen saftey"

While n tha kitchen i bruse caine

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

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

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

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

The saftey man had it wrong when said youre in good hands

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Early adapters agree they all late

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

But i guess that shit's just tough love