This is a song about "Kitchen"

Bought a new house, kitchen & bed!

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Ca't stand the heat get out of the kitchen

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

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

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

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

While n tha kitchen i bruse caine

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

And i leave them in the kitchen

Ross and folarin, couple women