This is a song about "Kitchen untensils"

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

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I live my life in tha fast lane

While n tha kitchen i bruse caine

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

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

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

What up girl, tell me how you been

And i leave them in the kitchen

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Keep yo bitch the kitchen, you know she be bitchin'