This is a song about "Kitchen sanitation"

He’s tha only one

And not in the kitchen

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

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

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

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

Riding around without a fuck given

Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen