This is a song about "New kitchen"

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

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

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

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

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,