This is a song about "New kitchen"

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Heavy diction, lined in your ready petty kitchen

Go to a soup kitchen

And i am one of one

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Straight outta my kitchen your way… homemade,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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